Elder Ivy, President Oaks And Stepbro Hales (1080P)
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aged Ivy stood in the dark bedroom attempting not to show his excitement. He was brought in by President Oaks and Hales, the 2 studs who had taken him on his current path so far. And he couldnt be more lost in his thoughts. Hed come to enjoy his mission and the prospect of being inducted into the Order. He also developed a bit of a sensitized spot for President Oaks, the fellow who first-ever extended him the invitation. He wished to amaze him, so he attempted his finest to appear fully open and obedientlike a fine Mormon boy should be. However, his cool veneer was summoned as shortly as Hales and Oaks liquidated a black sheet from what showed up to be a lengthy bench studded with graduated phallic pegs! As the 2 studs folded the sheet, Ivy couldnt help but investigate each one, anxious that his ritual atonement would go well. aged Ivy, President Oaks spoke, Your job is to get prepared the stretcher. Yes, sir, Ivy responded, attempting once again to appear powerful and unflappable. President Oaks took a seat at the end of the priesthood stretcher as the boy got to work. aged Ivy took a bottle of oil and touched it on each intimate peg, starting from the smallest and working its way up to the largest. As each one slip inwards his mitt and inbetween his fingers, he couldnt help but imagine what theyd perceive like in his hole. As they got larger, his trepidation returned. He knew he wouldnt be able to take them all, and dreaded what the consequence of that setback would be. Once he completed, he stood to the side of the stretcher next to Hales. Hales then started to eliminate Ivys clothing, starting from his tie and moving down his body. Ivy stood passively, letting the luxurious fellow take control, recalling their former encounter. Ivy couldnt help getting exhilarated at the devised being nude in front of him again. Once he was down to just his garment bottoms, Oaks took a mitt to Ivys body, pleased with his tight, toned, athletic frame. Following his orders, Ivy then leaned over to eliminate his shoes. Hales took the chance to run his palms over the boys smooth ass. As Ivy stood back up, the blue witnessed host then slipped his mitt inwards Ivys garment bottoms. aged Ivy stood still, introducing an attitude of brilliant submission as Hales savagely fapped his firm cock. Stop, President Oaks said, interrupting the manipulation of the boys genitals. My turn. Pulling him forth by the cock, President Oaks used his authority to steal the boy away from Hales. The sexy president took care to inspect his body. The boys skin was milky milky and neat and his butt was ideally round. Oaks blessed to see he was still a pole of purity. Ivy leaned over once more to pull down his garments. As he did, Oaks stole a view back at the boys leaned over hole, taunting it with his fingers, impatient to perceive its fever and tightness. impatient to see the boy perform, he dropped his mitt and talked up. Lets begin, Oaks said to Ivy, grabbing his concentrate with a view from his piercing gray eyes. continue to the first-ever peg. Ivy ambled the lengthy walk to the end of the stretcher bar, turning to face the seated President Oaks. He leaned his knees and leisurely lowered himself on the first-ever peg, pulling out a scarcely pained moaned as the initial penetration stung at his insides. He hadnt been romped since Hales took him at his anointing. Even then, he was scarcely inexperienced with receiving. Perhaps that was the point of the stretcherto stretch. He straddled it for a bit, bouncing gently on it, letting it do its work on his hole. Thats good, President Oaks praised. Next one. ...And I want you to view at me. aged Hales followed along with him, giving oiling oil as required. Come down adorable and slow. The ache subsided as Ivy moved forward. His butt went from searing from pressure to pleading for more. Dont pretend you dont like it. I can see that you like it. Next one. President Oaks monitored him carefully, giving encouragement and coaching as needed. The only time their eyes strayed from constant connection was when Oaks would watch as the peg would slip in and out of the boys cock-squeezing ass. I want you to bony back and show me. Let me see whats under there. Hales would occasionally elevate up Ivys stringing up beefstick and plums to give Oaks a nicer view. The older mans eyes went broad with enlivenment as he came closer and closer, witnessing the increasingly large, dark pegs vanish in the boys body. Soon, Ivy got far enough that he was within reach of President Oaks. He concentrated firm on getting the broad plug in his hole. Hales gently ran his thumbs down his neck, attempting to stable him and calm him. Oaks whispered in an softcore encouragement, Thats it. You can do it. Ivy, however, was experiencing his skills fail him. He knew he couldnt continue, but attempted to persevere. His efforts were in vain, however, as he shortly lamented under his breath, I cant do anymore. There are consequences for this, President Oaks responded, looking the boys wiggling bod up and down. Are you sure? Yes, Im sure. With a pleased expression and a slight wave to Hales, President Oaks stood up and ordered, Turn around. aged Ivy obeyed, leaning over the stretcher pegs, witnessing the oil globs that trailed him from the beginning. Hales came upon him on the front, undoing his trousers and pulling out his cock. Oaks stood behind, unknotting his tie and prepping to undress. Ivy blown on Hales massive cock, crazy as hell but blessed to give his butt a break. He heard garb fall to the ground behind him, knowing this break was going to be brief. Hales shoveled his beefstick deep into the boys throat, studying it in much the same way his hole had been. As he attempted not to gasp on the massive cock, he felt Oaks palms run along his sore, heavy-breathing hole. fuckholes all relaxed up for me now. President Oaks then leisurely shoveled his beefstick inwards his searing steamy hole and it lightly slid in like a steamy knife thru butter. Ivy closed his eyes and pressed his mouth stiffly around Hales dick, attempting to keep it in his mouth and not sob out. While it originally hurt, Oaks beefstick felt like heaven compared to the plugs. Besides, the corks couldnt drill him like this sexy President could...
aged Ivy stood in the dark bedroom attempting not to show his excitement. He was brought in by President Oaks and Hales, the 2 studs who had taken him on his current path so far. And he couldnt be more lost in his thoughts. Hed come to enjoy his mission and the prospect of being inducted into the Order. He also developed a bit of a sensitized spot for President Oaks, the fellow who first-ever extended him the invitation. He wished to amaze him, so he attempted his finest to appear fully open and obedientlike a fine Mormon boy should be. However, his cool veneer was summoned as shortly as Hales and Oaks liquidated a black sheet from what showed up to be a lengthy bench studded with graduated phallic pegs! As the 2 studs folded the sheet, Ivy couldnt help but investigate each one, anxious that his ritual atonement would go well. aged Ivy, President Oaks spoke, Your job is to get prepared the stretcher. Yes, sir, Ivy responded, attempting once again to appear powerful and unflappable. President Oaks took a seat at the end of the priesthood stretcher as the boy got to work. aged Ivy took a bottle of oil and touched it on each intimate peg, starting from the smallest and working its way up to the largest. As each one slip inwards his mitt and inbetween his fingers, he couldnt help but imagine what theyd perceive like in his hole. As they got larger, his trepidation returned. He knew he wouldnt be able to take them all, and dreaded what the consequence of that setback would be. Once he completed, he stood to the side of the stretcher next to Hales. Hales then started to eliminate Ivys clothing, starting from his tie and moving down his body. Ivy stood passively, letting the luxurious fellow take control, recalling their former encounter. Ivy couldnt help getting exhilarated at the devised being nude in front of him again. Once he was down to just his garment bottoms, Oaks took a mitt to Ivys body, pleased with his tight, toned, athletic frame. Following his orders, Ivy then leaned over to eliminate his shoes. Hales took the chance to run his palms over the boys smooth ass. As Ivy stood back up, the blue witnessed host then slipped his mitt inwards Ivys garment bottoms. aged Ivy stood still, introducing an attitude of brilliant submission as Hales savagely fapped his firm cock. Stop, President Oaks said, interrupting the manipulation of the boys genitals. My turn. Pulling him forth by the cock, President Oaks used his authority to steal the boy away from Hales. The sexy president took care to inspect his body. The boys skin was milky milky and neat and his butt was ideally round. Oaks blessed to see he was still a pole of purity. Ivy leaned over once more to pull down his garments. As he did, Oaks stole a view back at the boys leaned over hole, taunting it with his fingers, impatient to perceive its fever and tightness. impatient to see the boy perform, he dropped his mitt and talked up. Lets begin, Oaks said to Ivy, grabbing his concentrate with a view from his piercing gray eyes. continue to the first-ever peg. Ivy ambled the lengthy walk to the end of the stretcher bar, turning to face the seated President Oaks. He leaned his knees and leisurely lowered himself on the first-ever peg, pulling out a scarcely pained moaned as the initial penetration stung at his insides. He hadnt been romped since Hales took him at his anointing. Even then, he was scarcely inexperienced with receiving. Perhaps that was the point of the stretcherto stretch. He straddled it for a bit, bouncing gently on it, letting it do its work on his hole. Thats good, President Oaks praised. Next one. ...And I want you to view at me. aged Hales followed along with him, giving oiling oil as required. Come down adorable and slow. The ache subsided as Ivy moved forward. His butt went from searing from pressure to pleading for more. Dont pretend you dont like it. I can see that you like it. Next one. President Oaks monitored him carefully, giving encouragement and coaching as needed. The only time their eyes strayed from constant connection was when Oaks would watch as the peg would slip in and out of the boys cock-squeezing ass. I want you to bony back and show me. Let me see whats under there. Hales would occasionally elevate up Ivys stringing up beefstick and plums to give Oaks a nicer view. The older mans eyes went broad with enlivenment as he came closer and closer, witnessing the increasingly large, dark pegs vanish in the boys body. Soon, Ivy got far enough that he was within reach of President Oaks. He concentrated firm on getting the broad plug in his hole. Hales gently ran his thumbs down his neck, attempting to stable him and calm him. Oaks whispered in an softcore encouragement, Thats it. You can do it. Ivy, however, was experiencing his skills fail him. He knew he couldnt continue, but attempted to persevere. His efforts were in vain, however, as he shortly lamented under his breath, I cant do anymore. There are consequences for this, President Oaks responded, looking the boys wiggling bod up and down. Are you sure? Yes, Im sure. With a pleased expression and a slight wave to Hales, President Oaks stood up and ordered, Turn around. aged Ivy obeyed, leaning over the stretcher pegs, witnessing the oil globs that trailed him from the beginning. Hales came upon him on the front, undoing his trousers and pulling out his cock. Oaks stood behind, unknotting his tie and prepping to undress. Ivy blown on Hales massive cock, crazy as hell but blessed to give his butt a break. He heard garb fall to the ground behind him, knowing this break was going to be brief. Hales shoveled his beefstick deep into the boys throat, studying it in much the same way his hole had been. As he attempted not to gasp on the massive cock, he felt Oaks palms run along his sore, heavy-breathing hole. fuckholes all relaxed up for me now. President Oaks then leisurely shoveled his beefstick inwards his searing steamy hole and it lightly slid in like a steamy knife thru butter. Ivy closed his eyes and pressed his mouth stiffly around Hales dick, attempting to keep it in his mouth and not sob out. While it originally hurt, Oaks beefstick felt like heaven compared to the plugs. Besides, the corks couldnt drill him like this sexy President could...
Added: 2024-04-03 • Views: 3 • Duration: 29:36