I Can Dry Your Shirt, Papi 1080p

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It's not every day I get to crash with a stud like this one. Sure, I made him spurt his water all over his shirt, but he didn't seem to mind, so why not use that to my advantage? I have a washing machine and a great excuse to look at his abs. I didn't know that even his trousers got wet, but I was taking all the luck I could get. His underwear seemed dry, but I had to touch it to be sure. I pulled him closer to me and put a hand on his ass. He let me stir leisurely until I could sense how hard his dick was. We had some time before his clothes were ready, so if we needed something to keep ourselves busy, why not entertain his jaws with my cock? His tongue sensed nicer than anything I've ever experienced. He moved it around my dick, meticulously and slowly, savoring every 2nd of it. I had to return the favor, so I pressed him against the wall, and when he pleaded me to plow the crap out of him, I did. I didn't hold back. I put my whole weenie inwards his backside and boned him as hard as I could until I filled him up with my milk. Next time, I'm sure I won't need water to make him take his clothes off for me.