Man sausage Wadd - Hog Heaven
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Is there intercourse in heaven? There sure as fuck is in Prick Wadd's Hog Heaven, the new porn classical that redefines the concept of final rewards. Eight sleazy intercourse gods go to their glory in a ruthless raunchfest of epic proportions. In Hog Heaven, every dude exhibits epic proportions, whether it be Scott Irish's never-ending ass licking tongue, Dean Cooper's decided fidelity to piss, Erik Hunter's strenuous fuck thrust, furry Greg McCord's smelling pits and sewer mouth, Beau Strom's bulbous biceps, silver-haired Jake Marshall's fuck concentration, Guns' bottomless bottom or Damien's intense handballing arm. What can we expect on the other side, according to Prick Wadd, if we've all been bad studs in our intercourse lives? Prick for days, a heavenly host of hard-ons for holy worship, and frantic non-stop nailing for all eternity. And never-ending blat, continual free-flowing loads of manwater directed at you, all over your sex-starved bodies, in your suppliant mouths, down your hungry gullets and up your absorbent assholes. For the horny fuckers in Hog Heaven, blat is the license to fulfilling mansex, and they'd no more think of wasting it somewhere other than on each other than they would think of wasting their firm cocks on a female. These are men's men, their stiffys reserved for the holiest of holys, the drenching sanctification of manflesh, their virile cherishing man-cream reserved for male gobbles and gullets and cock-squeezing male buttholes. Hog Heaven is a temple of manworship, populated by divine deviates, archangels of assfucking, priests of blat; a synod of sinning saints, in barebacking, a federation of fornicators, a congregation of cum-shooting cock worshippers, popes of asspopping, gods of cock.
Is there intercourse in heaven? There sure as fuck is in Prick Wadd's Hog Heaven, the new porn classical that redefines the concept of final rewards. Eight sleazy intercourse gods go to their glory in a ruthless raunchfest of epic proportions. In Hog Heaven, every dude exhibits epic proportions, whether it be Scott Irish's never-ending ass licking tongue, Dean Cooper's decided fidelity to piss, Erik Hunter's strenuous fuck thrust, furry Greg McCord's smelling pits and sewer mouth, Beau Strom's bulbous biceps, silver-haired Jake Marshall's fuck concentration, Guns' bottomless bottom or Damien's intense handballing arm. What can we expect on the other side, according to Prick Wadd, if we've all been bad studs in our intercourse lives? Prick for days, a heavenly host of hard-ons for holy worship, and frantic non-stop nailing for all eternity. And never-ending blat, continual free-flowing loads of manwater directed at you, all over your sex-starved bodies, in your suppliant mouths, down your hungry gullets and up your absorbent assholes. For the horny fuckers in Hog Heaven, blat is the license to fulfilling mansex, and they'd no more think of wasting it somewhere other than on each other than they would think of wasting their firm cocks on a female. These are men's men, their stiffys reserved for the holiest of holys, the drenching sanctification of manflesh, their virile cherishing man-cream reserved for male gobbles and gullets and cock-squeezing male buttholes. Hog Heaven is a temple of manworship, populated by divine deviates, archangels of assfucking, priests of blat; a synod of sinning saints, in barebacking, a federation of fornicators, a congregation of cum-shooting cock worshippers, popes of asspopping, gods of cock.
Added: 2024-07-07 • Views: 12 • Duration: 1:57:14
