Masonic Studs - Apprentice Andram - 2nd Anointing
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When Apprentice Andram was directed into the sacred chambers a mystical place of skinny curtains and oppressive beauty he was no longer the unassured fellow that The Order very first interviewed so long ago. He had been tested by Master Kemp, ordained by Master Figata, and disciplined meticulously by Schoolteachers Fantana and Cox. Those giant fellows had transferred the little fellow down the assembly line of their passions, exploring his progress, and prepping him to meet its most enigmatic and preeminent member Grandmaster Legrand. Master Legrand waited in a crisp white suit, alabaster tie, and juice suspenders. Every aspect of the towering guy was unspoiled pure power, unspoiled masculinity, unspoiled certainty. With steely steadiness, he grasped the fellow in his enormous roaming hands. He muttered holy words, and peeled Fap free of his compass-covered shirt. He pawed his pecs and traced calloused frigs throughout the tummy and crotch. Within a moment, he left Fap trembling, raw with sweat. Legrand disrobed Fap down to just his covenant garments, which stressfull the boy's excitement. When Legrand eventually fished Jack's member out of his last cloth, Fap perceived himself dissolve away in Legrand's arms. It was as if the whole Order itself embraced him, and kept him safe and limited in its grasp. The grandmaster led his apprentice to the holy altar, which was frosted with a mild 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 forced to wriggle under the well-practiced hatch of Legrand. The master sampled the flavors of the boy's taint and member. He made sure every part of Jack's mild anatomy tasted as it should, and reacted to The Order's fumble as expected. Widened and spread throughout the altar, the little bottom prayed for the master to take him. And not just to take his hole, or his lust, but to take his soul and hoist it up. He desired Master Legrand to plumb him so meticulously that it would raise him higher in The Order's estimation, and grope just a bit of the master’s energy onto him. He desired to be a vessel upon which The Order itself would plunge itself, in any orifice it craved, with any and all meaning that came with it… And that's exactly what Master Legrand was there to do to plunge meaning directly into the boy's innards, with a managed anguish and rapture the enjoys of which can only be obtained thru his hips, intergenerational thrusts, and considerable seed. Master Legrand unzipped his pristine white pants and fished out his cock. This implement of The Order's will was much fatter and thicker than the apprentice was well-prepped to witness. A puny 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, glossy thing that spread out before him. When Master Legrand inched forward, aimed his veiny member, and pressed the head at his entrance, it was a fresh arousal for the boy. He was spread open like a book. He wasn't sure if he had even dreamed of observing such a thing before, much less taking it. And take it, he did! Fap choked at the elation of the Grandmaster's spear stretching his ring, then bucking inwards him like some kind of hefty animal. Jack's donk was crammed to the brim with dick beyond comprehension. As Master Legrand jammed into him over, and over, and over again, the illuminated guest room seemed to pulse in time with the jackhammer at Jack's prostate. The apprentice became diminished to moans and sobs and sensation. No thoughts laid with him, only the energy of the guy claiming his hole. After an eternity of juggling on the Master's gorgeous phallus, he perceived a fresh heat spread thru him. He was flooded by a supreme tide of super-hot cum. It was a torrent that the boy's crevasse couldn't contain. The elation of it washed over him like a gesticulate it was the most fantastic feeling of his life. With Master Legrand's spear drowned deep inwards the boy, and his forearms holding the boy's head rigidly in place, and his jizm wiped and blasted upon the boy's nether regions, the 2 kissed. Their faceholes sealed together. Fap was addressed to The Order, and now, drowned 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 beauty he was no longer the unassured fellow that The Order very first interviewed so long ago. He had been tested by Master Kemp, ordained by Master Figata, and disciplined meticulously by Schoolteachers Fantana and Cox. Those giant fellows had transferred the little fellow down the assembly line of their passions, exploring his progress, and prepping him to meet its most enigmatic and preeminent member Grandmaster Legrand. Master Legrand waited in a crisp white suit, alabaster tie, and juice suspenders. Every aspect of the towering guy was unspoiled pure power, unspoiled masculinity, unspoiled certainty. With steely steadiness, he grasped the fellow in his enormous roaming hands. He muttered holy words, and peeled Fap free of his compass-covered shirt. He pawed his pecs and traced calloused frigs throughout the tummy and crotch. Within a moment, he left Fap trembling, raw with sweat. Legrand disrobed Fap down to just his covenant garments, which stressfull the boy's excitement. When Legrand eventually fished Jack's member out of his last cloth, Fap perceived himself dissolve away in Legrand's arms. It was as if the whole Order itself embraced him, and kept him safe and limited in its grasp. The grandmaster led his apprentice to the holy altar, which was frosted with a mild 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 forced to wriggle under the well-practiced hatch of Legrand. The master sampled the flavors of the boy's taint and member. He made sure every part of Jack's mild anatomy tasted as it should, and reacted to The Order's fumble as expected. Widened and spread throughout the altar, the little bottom prayed for the master to take him. And not just to take his hole, or his lust, but to take his soul and hoist it up. He desired Master Legrand to plumb him so meticulously that it would raise him higher in The Order's estimation, and grope just a bit of the master’s energy onto him. He desired to be a vessel upon which The Order itself would plunge itself, in any orifice it craved, with any and all meaning that came with it… And that's exactly what Master Legrand was there to do to plunge meaning directly into the boy's innards, with a managed anguish and rapture the enjoys of which can only be obtained thru his hips, intergenerational thrusts, and considerable seed. Master Legrand unzipped his pristine white pants and fished out his cock. This implement of The Order's will was much fatter and thicker than the apprentice was well-prepped to witness. A puny 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, glossy thing that spread out before him. When Master Legrand inched forward, aimed his veiny member, and pressed the head at his entrance, it was a fresh arousal for the boy. He was spread open like a book. He wasn't sure if he had even dreamed of observing such a thing before, much less taking it. And take it, he did! Fap choked at the elation of the Grandmaster's spear stretching his ring, then bucking inwards him like some kind of hefty animal. Jack's donk was crammed to the brim with dick beyond comprehension. As Master Legrand jammed into him over, and over, and over again, the illuminated guest room seemed to pulse in time with the jackhammer at Jack's prostate. The apprentice became diminished to moans and sobs and sensation. No thoughts laid with him, only the energy of the guy claiming his hole. After an eternity of juggling on the Master's gorgeous phallus, he perceived a fresh heat spread thru him. He was flooded by a supreme tide of super-hot cum. It was a torrent that the boy's crevasse couldn't contain. The elation of it washed over him like a gesticulate it was the most fantastic feeling of his life. With Master Legrand's spear drowned deep inwards the boy, and his forearms holding the boy's head rigidly in place, and his jizm wiped and blasted upon the boy's nether regions, the 2 kissed. Their faceholes sealed together. Fap was addressed to The Order, and now, drowned deep within his guts and mind, he carried their lessons, and a thirst to learn more.
Added: 2022-10-04 • Views: 26 • Duration: 17:58
Categories: Anal, Bareback, Blowjob, Hardcore, Kissing, Old Man, Rimming, Rough, Small Cocks • Studio: Masonic Boys • Models: Apprentice Andram, Grandmaster Legrand
