Mr. Gay sex He wished to shake it up a bit, give the joy of another angle. It was too late by now, as what was gallon after gallon of ripe piss reigning down on him! “Open your mouth and take the last drops, pretty boy! The scene opened with the camera panning upon the two naked specimens on a matt in a doggy style position. His head was a whirl. After about five minutes and perpetual moans and groans to match, the men had got the phallic object to fit in place. It was an abundantly wondrous sight to behold! I can do anything you want. He was naked, of course, his little weiner all shrivelled and small like that of a snail retreating into its shell. To gorgeous, Japanese twinks, writhing and moaning between one and the other as they tried their hardest to accommodate the massive tube up their once clean as a whistle bumholes! Evil and all! On either side, 6 men came into the frame. He wished to shake it up a bit, give the joy of another angle. He had gone to topsy-turvy land! The air was thick with soot and smog, sulphur inspired, putrid, gross and consuming!
