I drifted, moaning around my breathing tube, as three more orgasms were coaxed out of me over the next… Gay porn After a bit he stood in a crouch and kneeled on the footstool, his cock still buried up me, hooked my right leg over his left shoulder, extended his left leg and planted his big, sweaty bare foot on my face as he started jerking my cock with a spit-slick fist and speeding up his hard fuck. As I went past his second bedroom, I noticed that the playroom kit was gone, and it was now painted pink and kitted out for a kid. And I didn’t need a shower to douche for him: I always douched if I was getting paid for sex, but I generally didn’t bother if I was gonna get fucked on my own account and if everything was normal in the poo department. He lapped at it greedilly while stroking my cock, then he started to lick and suck my PA curved barbell to harvest the precum before spitting it onto my cunt and diving back in.
