Masonic Folks - Apprentice Andram - 2nd Anointing With Grandmaster Legrand
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When Apprentice Andram was directed into the sacred chambers a mystical place of skinny curtains and oppressive hotty he was no longer the unsure dude that The Order first-ever interviewed so lengthy ago. He had been probed by tormentor Kemp, ordained by tormentor Figata, and disciplined meticulously by Tutors Fantana and Cox. Those giant dudes had handed the lil' dude down the assembly line of their passions, testing his progress, and prepping him to meet its most enigmatic and preeminent member Grandmaster Legrand. tormentor Legrand waited in a crisp milky suit, alabaster tie, and juices suspenders. Every aspect of the towering dude was unspoiled pure power, unspoiled masculinity, unspoiled certainty. With steely steadiness, he grabbed the dude in his fat rambling hands. He muttered holy words, and peeled Fap free-for-all of his compass-covered shirt. He caressed his pecs and traced calloused thumbs across the stomach and crotch. Within a moment, he left Fap trembling, humid with sweat. Legrand unwrapped Fap down to just his covenant garments, which tense the boy's excitement. When Legrand eventually fished Jack's member out of his last cloth, Fap sensed himself melt away in Legrand's arms. It was as if the whole Order itself embraced him, and kept him safe and restrained in its grasp. The grandmaster led his apprentice to the holy altar, which was covered with a fragile crimson fabric. Other than Jack's pallid body, it was the only source of color in the sacred chambers. His figure was laid upon there, and coerced to wriggle under the well-practiced hatch of Legrand. The tormentor sampled the flavors of the boy's taint and member. He made sure every part of Jack's tender anatomy tasted as it should, and responded to The Order's fondle as expected. Reamed and opened up across the altar, the lil' bottom prayed for the tormentor to take him. And not just to take his hole, or his lust, but to take his soul and elevate it up. He wanted tormentor Legrand to penetrate him so meticulously that it would elevate him higher in The Order's estimation, and paw just a bit of the master’s intensity onto him. He wanted to be a vessel upon which The Order itself would wedge itself, in any orifice it craved, with any and all meaning that came with it… And that's exactly what tormentor Legrand was there to do to wedge meaning directly into the boy's innards, with a managed agony and rapture the loves of which can only be obtained thru his hips, intergenerational thrusts, and considerable seed. tormentor Legrand unzipped his pristine milky trousers and fished out his cock. This device of The Order's will was much larger and thicker than the apprentice was prepped to witness. A diminutive spurt of precum dripped from the head, and glistened on its surface. Jack's eyes were glued to the sight. It was so massive! He found himself in awe of the great, shining thing that opened up out before him. When tormentor Legrand inched forward, aimed his wiry member, and pressed the head at his entrance, it was a new excitement for the boy. He was opened up open like a book. He wasn't sure if he had even desired of eyeing such a thing before, much less taking it. And take it, he did! Fap gasped at the gusto of the Grandmaster's hard-on stretching his ring, then bucking inwards him like some kind of monstrous animal. Jack's bootie was crammed to the brink with hard-on beyond comprehension. As tormentor Legrand rammed into him over, and over, and over again, the illuminated apartment seemed to pulse in time with the jackhammer at Jack's prostate. The apprentice became diminished to squeals and sobs and sensation. No thoughts laid with him, only the energy of the dude claiming his hole. After an eternity of juggling on the Master's gorgeous phallus, he sensed a new fever opened up thru him. He was flooded by a good tide of super-hot cum. It was a torrent that the boy's slot couldn't contain. The enjoyment of it washed over him like a gesticulate it was the most stellar sensing of his life. With tormentor Legrand's hard-on sunk deep inwards the boy, and his arms holding the boy's head rigidly in place, and his jizm wiped and blasted upon the boy's nether regions, the two kissed. Their throats sealed together. Fap was addressed to The Order, and now, sunk deep within his guts and mind, he carried their lessons, and a thirst to learn more.
When Apprentice Andram was directed into the sacred chambers a mystical place of skinny curtains and oppressive hotty he was no longer the unsure dude that The Order first-ever interviewed so lengthy ago. He had been probed by tormentor Kemp, ordained by tormentor Figata, and disciplined meticulously by Tutors Fantana and Cox. Those giant dudes had handed the lil' dude down the assembly line of their passions, testing his progress, and prepping him to meet its most enigmatic and preeminent member Grandmaster Legrand. tormentor Legrand waited in a crisp milky suit, alabaster tie, and juices suspenders. Every aspect of the towering dude was unspoiled pure power, unspoiled masculinity, unspoiled certainty. With steely steadiness, he grabbed the dude in his fat rambling hands. He muttered holy words, and peeled Fap free-for-all of his compass-covered shirt. He caressed his pecs and traced calloused thumbs across the stomach and crotch. Within a moment, he left Fap trembling, humid with sweat. Legrand unwrapped Fap down to just his covenant garments, which tense the boy's excitement. When Legrand eventually fished Jack's member out of his last cloth, Fap sensed himself melt away in Legrand's arms. It was as if the whole Order itself embraced him, and kept him safe and restrained in its grasp. The grandmaster led his apprentice to the holy altar, which was covered with a fragile crimson fabric. Other than Jack's pallid body, it was the only source of color in the sacred chambers. His figure was laid upon there, and coerced to wriggle under the well-practiced hatch of Legrand. The tormentor sampled the flavors of the boy's taint and member. He made sure every part of Jack's tender anatomy tasted as it should, and responded to The Order's fondle as expected. Reamed and opened up across the altar, the lil' bottom prayed for the tormentor to take him. And not just to take his hole, or his lust, but to take his soul and elevate it up. He wanted tormentor Legrand to penetrate him so meticulously that it would elevate him higher in The Order's estimation, and paw just a bit of the master’s intensity onto him. He wanted to be a vessel upon which The Order itself would wedge itself, in any orifice it craved, with any and all meaning that came with it… And that's exactly what tormentor Legrand was there to do to wedge meaning directly into the boy's innards, with a managed agony and rapture the loves of which can only be obtained thru his hips, intergenerational thrusts, and considerable seed. tormentor Legrand unzipped his pristine milky trousers and fished out his cock. This device of The Order's will was much larger and thicker than the apprentice was prepped to witness. A diminutive spurt of precum dripped from the head, and glistened on its surface. Jack's eyes were glued to the sight. It was so massive! He found himself in awe of the great, shining thing that opened up out before him. When tormentor Legrand inched forward, aimed his wiry member, and pressed the head at his entrance, it was a new excitement for the boy. He was opened up open like a book. He wasn't sure if he had even desired of eyeing such a thing before, much less taking it. And take it, he did! Fap gasped at the gusto of the Grandmaster's hard-on stretching his ring, then bucking inwards him like some kind of monstrous animal. Jack's bootie was crammed to the brink with hard-on beyond comprehension. As tormentor Legrand rammed into him over, and over, and over again, the illuminated apartment seemed to pulse in time with the jackhammer at Jack's prostate. The apprentice became diminished to squeals and sobs and sensation. No thoughts laid with him, only the energy of the dude claiming his hole. After an eternity of juggling on the Master's gorgeous phallus, he sensed a new fever opened up thru him. He was flooded by a good tide of super-hot cum. It was a torrent that the boy's slot couldn't contain. The enjoyment of it washed over him like a gesticulate it was the most stellar sensing of his life. With tormentor Legrand's hard-on sunk deep inwards the boy, and his arms holding the boy's head rigidly in place, and his jizm wiped and blasted upon the boy's nether regions, the two kissed. Their throats sealed together. Fap was addressed to The Order, and now, sunk deep within his guts and mind, he carried their lessons, and a thirst to learn more.
Added: 2023-02-11 • Views: 112 • Duration: 17:58
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