It was hot to see Brantley's cock was grow harder and harder when he rolled over to his back. For a guy who wasn't sure if he'd be able to get an erection with a guy stroking him, in no time he was sporting some serious wood. What was the trick to get Brantley up to edge? You guessed it: some dick sucking got him going. "Right there," he whispered as I went down on him. "Don't stop." It didn't take long before Brantley's eyes were squeezed shut and he gave the word that he was about to bust. A few tugs were all it took to milk the thick load from his cock as it ran down my hand onto his pubes.
Recent Spunk Worthy Blog Posts
© 1995-2024 FREYA Communications, Inc.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.