He has it all. He's hot, he's jacked, and has a fire hydrant for a cock. Browsing some local trade always gets his mind racing. He imagines their faces - usually all attitude, at least until the pants come off.
Then it's gasping breaths and buckled knees. "It's the size of my whole arm!" they exclaim. "It won't go in" others protest, but it always goes in. He makes sure of it.
It isn't long before they're begging for coach to ram it deeper, to have no mercy. That's the cue for him to relentlessly piston fuck them deep into the mattress until he reaches his sweaty, roaring release...
Wait, where was he? Ah, yes, browsing the local trade. for later...
FouLei
2020-05-31 00:00:45 +0000 UTC