And so on for as many additional hours as he can make the boy cum.” The president turned to Mr. Gay porn “You need to cum boy. With these thoughts and feelings swirling in his head and with a lovely hardon, the boy fell asleep.It was just afternoon when Connor got to the gym for a light workout, showered and showed up for work five minutes early. With nearly every strike on his skin whether wood, leather, silicone or steel. Because the Marines were right, and he wanted to be right. And Connor complied. His neck arched to the side as the Motorcycle Man was poised to shove the rest of the hose in by main force. And then, sensing the boy’s doubt, Karl explained that it would pay twice what he’d got paid today. The denial imposed on his cock made him horny in a way he hadn’t known before. It came as a mercy that his jailers hosed him down after a while.After some days of this, and what seemed a very long time to the boy, he was taken to a large hall and chained up standing spread eagle, a face banger strapped in, his cock locked in a cage and a blindfold secured.
