Blower Express splooging
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In a dark, narrow stairwell, the atmosphere is already electric. He's the busy one, a sexually attractive fellow, bursting with energy. He strides down the stairs, sack of babymakers full, prepped to embark his day by getting decently drained. 'Get a stir on, I haven't got all morning,' he frees in a husky, authoritative voice, his eyes searing with desire. He luvs to dominate, you can sense it in every word he utters, every view he gives. Downstairs, cocksucker awaits him, docile but hungry. A real superb sucker, an accomplished at what he does. On his knees, he looks up at his master of the moment, prepped to obey. His moist lips approach, and he sets to work with a allegiance that borders on art. He takes in the orders, the 'go deeper' and the grunts of the asset who guides him with a stiff mitt on the nape of his neck. It slams, it oozes, it vibrates in this restrained space where every sound resonates. The busy imposes his rhythm, highly verbal, ripping off 'You like that, eh?' between 2 strong breaths. Cocksucker, for his part, applies himself, drools, savors, a sheer pleasure machine that builds up the strain until the final explosion. A day that embarks with sweat and domination...
In a dark, narrow stairwell, the atmosphere is already electric. He's the busy one, a sexually attractive fellow, bursting with energy. He strides down the stairs, sack of babymakers full, prepped to embark his day by getting decently drained. 'Get a stir on, I haven't got all morning,' he frees in a husky, authoritative voice, his eyes searing with desire. He luvs to dominate, you can sense it in every word he utters, every view he gives. Downstairs, cocksucker awaits him, docile but hungry. A real superb sucker, an accomplished at what he does. On his knees, he looks up at his master of the moment, prepped to obey. His moist lips approach, and he sets to work with a allegiance that borders on art. He takes in the orders, the 'go deeper' and the grunts of the asset who guides him with a stiff mitt on the nape of his neck. It slams, it oozes, it vibrates in this restrained space where every sound resonates. The busy imposes his rhythm, highly verbal, ripping off 'You like that, eh?' between 2 strong breaths. Cocksucker, for his part, applies himself, drools, savors, a sheer pleasure machine that builds up the strain until the final explosion. A day that embarks with sweat and domination...
Added: 2025-03-27 • Views: 14 • Duration: 12:07
