his shoes to avoid any hat could have alerted Brock Rowley. The
huge hand that covered his mouth. Soon, he had given up all resistand
"You like that, huh?" The giant grunted while his huge 12 inch cut monster
moaning and slapping grew louder now while the Private approached an open
down otress with an iron grip.
With cat-like moves Mike was gliding along the dark corridor. He had removed
was fucked silly, unceremoniously on a filthy mattress of a ramshackle
by the stronger and younger man gav
only hoped to get out of this ordeal alive. Then, however, something very
golden watch, and his hand phohen the married father of two daughters
by erotic arousal.
the quivering ass for a sed time this evening. He was humping the chubby
The chubby man was laying face-down on an old filthy mattress. His office
to the invasion, Darrehe pain subsiding and gradually being replaced
window that was looking down into a narrow yard from where the noises
trousers were down at his ankles. Despite the huge hand that was c
Brock felt another climax approag. He was ready to shoot his cum up into
doarehouse. His initial horotests were silenced by Brock's
man steadily. His breath did not even accelerate when he reached again, the
point of urn. Orchard only felt the hand, f him down, pressing
strange was happening. As if his overstretched sphincter was aodating
Darren was grunting and groaning in sexual ecstasy by now. Being dominated
boner umping the wing man's ass.
Brock had ged their deal dramatically. Orchard lost his wallet, his
emanated. Cautious, Mike eeping down to see what was going on.
his mouth, he was gurgling and moaning. Brock Rowley was holding the man
cum. Again, Brock did not stop and tio buck, forth and back.
slightly rougher and then his ass was flooded again with a huge load of hunk