Anton Azuro - Rubdown - 1080P
Download HD Video (761.7 MB)
Anton Azuro looked so super-steamy clad in his crisp, milky suit. Ever since he took my boyhood a month or so ago, I’ve been able to think about almost nothing else. It was a magical experience. And I know that when I'm older, I’ll observe it as the moment my entire life revved a corner. I now know that I’m on a profound trip of discovery; one which will lead me to understanding - and finally experiencing - true carnal pleasure. Despite having been almost oftentimes in my thoughts since my calling last month, I haven’t seen a supreme deal of Anton Azuro in the flesh. I pass him from time to time, but am always too jumpy to speak to him outside of our planned meetings. But he gives me these looks which tells me we’re not done. That intense, amazing, life-changing encounter was not the end of our story together… In fact, it was just the highly first chapter! So, when I was called for my Ordination and walked in to find Anton Azuro clad in that beautifully-tailored milky suit, I knew something exclusive was about to happen. My heart instantly leapt into my mouth and my head commenced spinning. He told me to sit down on the big milky sofa and beamed at me with that big, sexy dad grin of his. His is the sort of grin which makes a young boy perceive safe. It’s a grin which seems to tell you you’re the most significant person in the world. He asked if I knew why I was there. I lied and said I did. I mean, I knew I was being ordained to the Order but I had no idea what that actually entailed. Obviously, I knew what I dreamed it to entail, but there would undoubtedly be a entire heap of ritual in the meantime. He instantly told me to begin undressing, which I did with possibly too much enthusiasm. I kinda knew the entire vibe was to come via as chaste and sober, but ever since he took my virginity, I’ve been desperate to perceive his arms running over my assets again. He touched my knee mildly and seductively as I unbuckled my shirt. I couldn’t wait to get the damned thing off, and was so desperate to do so that I left behind to unbuckle the buttons on the cuffs! Then he took his own jacket off before getting down on all fours down at my soles and eliminating my boots and socks. There was something incredibly erotic about what he was doing; it sensed subservient, like I’d earned enough of his respect for him to deign to get down on all fours before me and liquidate my footwear. And he did it all so slowly and deliberately. I instantly screwed up, and then, when he pulled the zip strip down on my pants, I sensed a rush of absolute awakening at the thought of what I might be about to practice - the life lesson I knew I was about to learn. He slowly pulled my undies down and my rock hard beefstick sprung up to greet him. I was surprised when he positioned his lips around it. I mean, I’d done it to him the last time we met, but I had no idea it would perceive the way it felt. My entire assets commenced to shake. These bolts of total delectation commenced rippling up and down my body… Then he got me to get down on all fours on the sofa before kicking off to fondle, then gobble my ass. It was like his tongue was dancing. I could perceive my crevasse spreading in anticipation; saluting in that renewed sense of belonging, that sensing of completeness. Then he got me to stand up and I could tell something was different. He seemed a tiny breathless - a bit flushed, maybe. There was a coldness about him the last time we met, but this time he seemed excited. He told me to liquidate his belt and, as I dropped down to do so, he took off his tee-shirt and tie. I could observe his monstrous beefstick tenting through the milky suit trousers and, as I pulled them down, I found it proudly standing to attention beneath his see-through underpants. I instantly commenced to blow him and he gasped and groaned in a indeed good way. I attempted to get the entire thing in my mouth, but it wouldn’t fit. He was saying me to gobble his balls, and then the peak of his cock; saying me what he needed and how hottest to delectation him. I squatted down on the sofa again and he knelt behind me, running the giant mushroom head of his big beefstick up and down my ass crack in a way which had my crevasse spasming in seconds. And then he commenced to thrust himself into me. I knew from the preceding time that my only option was to stay as calm and loosened as possible. He glided in real slow. I thought several times that he must have shoveled it all the way in, but then I’d perceive it going deeper. Like impossibly deep. Like it was gonna begin thrusting through my abdomen button! Then he commenced to grind in and out of me, and it all of a sudden sensed like we were somehow one being. Both of us had mingled to trigger wags of strong rapture within each other which were at the same time crashing through our bodies. Even our screams commenced to meld together, we were sighing as one, sobbing out in unison. His arms were packaged around my throat. I could scarcely breathe. My delectation was his pleasure. We existed for one another. He got me onto my back and thrust himself inwards me, never once taking his eyes off me. We gawped at each other. Got lost in each other. I somehow knew he was close, and moments later, he commenced to drive his beefstick into me with some force. I sensed his love catapult coming in me. I honestly sensed it spewing out inwards me like water rushing down a pipe. And, when he pulled out, I could perceive it dribbling out of me. I was desperate to keep it inside, but you can’t stop gravity! He scooped some of it into his hand, before massaging it over my forehead. And there it was! That was my anointment. I was now a man!
Anton Azuro looked so super-steamy clad in his crisp, milky suit. Ever since he took my boyhood a month or so ago, I’ve been able to think about almost nothing else. It was a magical experience. And I know that when I'm older, I’ll observe it as the moment my entire life revved a corner. I now know that I’m on a profound trip of discovery; one which will lead me to understanding - and finally experiencing - true carnal pleasure. Despite having been almost oftentimes in my thoughts since my calling last month, I haven’t seen a supreme deal of Anton Azuro in the flesh. I pass him from time to time, but am always too jumpy to speak to him outside of our planned meetings. But he gives me these looks which tells me we’re not done. That intense, amazing, life-changing encounter was not the end of our story together… In fact, it was just the highly first chapter! So, when I was called for my Ordination and walked in to find Anton Azuro clad in that beautifully-tailored milky suit, I knew something exclusive was about to happen. My heart instantly leapt into my mouth and my head commenced spinning. He told me to sit down on the big milky sofa and beamed at me with that big, sexy dad grin of his. His is the sort of grin which makes a young boy perceive safe. It’s a grin which seems to tell you you’re the most significant person in the world. He asked if I knew why I was there. I lied and said I did. I mean, I knew I was being ordained to the Order but I had no idea what that actually entailed. Obviously, I knew what I dreamed it to entail, but there would undoubtedly be a entire heap of ritual in the meantime. He instantly told me to begin undressing, which I did with possibly too much enthusiasm. I kinda knew the entire vibe was to come via as chaste and sober, but ever since he took my virginity, I’ve been desperate to perceive his arms running over my assets again. He touched my knee mildly and seductively as I unbuckled my shirt. I couldn’t wait to get the damned thing off, and was so desperate to do so that I left behind to unbuckle the buttons on the cuffs! Then he took his own jacket off before getting down on all fours down at my soles and eliminating my boots and socks. There was something incredibly erotic about what he was doing; it sensed subservient, like I’d earned enough of his respect for him to deign to get down on all fours before me and liquidate my footwear. And he did it all so slowly and deliberately. I instantly screwed up, and then, when he pulled the zip strip down on my pants, I sensed a rush of absolute awakening at the thought of what I might be about to practice - the life lesson I knew I was about to learn. He slowly pulled my undies down and my rock hard beefstick sprung up to greet him. I was surprised when he positioned his lips around it. I mean, I’d done it to him the last time we met, but I had no idea it would perceive the way it felt. My entire assets commenced to shake. These bolts of total delectation commenced rippling up and down my body… Then he got me to get down on all fours on the sofa before kicking off to fondle, then gobble my ass. It was like his tongue was dancing. I could perceive my crevasse spreading in anticipation; saluting in that renewed sense of belonging, that sensing of completeness. Then he got me to stand up and I could tell something was different. He seemed a tiny breathless - a bit flushed, maybe. There was a coldness about him the last time we met, but this time he seemed excited. He told me to liquidate his belt and, as I dropped down to do so, he took off his tee-shirt and tie. I could observe his monstrous beefstick tenting through the milky suit trousers and, as I pulled them down, I found it proudly standing to attention beneath his see-through underpants. I instantly commenced to blow him and he gasped and groaned in a indeed good way. I attempted to get the entire thing in my mouth, but it wouldn’t fit. He was saying me to gobble his balls, and then the peak of his cock; saying me what he needed and how hottest to delectation him. I squatted down on the sofa again and he knelt behind me, running the giant mushroom head of his big beefstick up and down my ass crack in a way which had my crevasse spasming in seconds. And then he commenced to thrust himself into me. I knew from the preceding time that my only option was to stay as calm and loosened as possible. He glided in real slow. I thought several times that he must have shoveled it all the way in, but then I’d perceive it going deeper. Like impossibly deep. Like it was gonna begin thrusting through my abdomen button! Then he commenced to grind in and out of me, and it all of a sudden sensed like we were somehow one being. Both of us had mingled to trigger wags of strong rapture within each other which were at the same time crashing through our bodies. Even our screams commenced to meld together, we were sighing as one, sobbing out in unison. His arms were packaged around my throat. I could scarcely breathe. My delectation was his pleasure. We existed for one another. He got me onto my back and thrust himself inwards me, never once taking his eyes off me. We gawped at each other. Got lost in each other. I somehow knew he was close, and moments later, he commenced to drive his beefstick into me with some force. I sensed his love catapult coming in me. I honestly sensed it spewing out inwards me like water rushing down a pipe. And, when he pulled out, I could perceive it dribbling out of me. I was desperate to keep it inside, but you can’t stop gravity! He scooped some of it into his hand, before massaging it over my forehead. And there it was! That was my anointment. I was now a man!
Added: 2025-10-21 • Views: 2 • Duration: 25:27
