Mormon Boyz - Elderly Larsen & President Woodruff - Interrogation Benediction
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Elder Larsen has been on the edge of jizzing since President Woodruff commenced romping him, but he can’t reach the tingling head of his beef whistle to stroke himself to climax. He has just been fucked firmer and longer than ever before — but something tells him that without mercy President Woodruff is just getting started. The president slips his phat fellow meat out of the boy’s compliant hole. Dollar naked, his gams spread, roped down to a desk, Elder Larsen can’t observe what Woodruff is up to behind him. The tie around his neck isn’t lengthy enough, so the stud has to stand on his tiptoes to concentrate on the awesome sensations in his ass, and whenever he forgets and relaxes, the tie gasps him. Hoping the president’s beef whistle again, he’s astonished to perceive the man’s thick thumb against his hole. Woodruff paws his butthole for a moment, movies it with a finger, and then stretches his cheeks and begins to slap his sensitive flesh. The agony is like a shock that causes an electrified buzzing delectation in other parts of his body. And at each slap his slot puckers. Then the president shovels his thumb in deeply, nudges his guts and playthings with his hole. Read more . . . If he hadn’t already been relieved up, having his slot tantalized like this would be painful — instead, he shovels back onto the thumb. If anything, it’s a ease after the drilling he’s just had, and the one he’s about to receive. President Woodruff slips his beef whistle back in the boy’s super-fucking-hot hole. Elder Larsen squirms. This is unlike anything he has ever imagined. A jewel of precum runs in rivulets out of the head of his fellow meat and drapes there. As the fellow begins to pound him, leisurely at first, then faster and harder, the ball of precum suspends on a skinny thread of testicle tonic and sways back and forth. Elder Larsen could jizz right now, but he resists the impulse. His companion, Elder Butler, has been lovin’ the spectacle thoroughly, but now President Woodruff orders him to strip naked, lie down between Larsen’s legs, and suck his dick. The cute stud instantaneously obeys, glad to have his lips wrapped around his companion’s cascading cock. Elder Larsen’s flat, bulky belly penetrates into his forehead with every feisty shove from the president. Elder Butler wonders — will he be able to suck a flow out of Elder Larsen before the president packs up his slot with cum?
Elder Larsen has been on the edge of jizzing since President Woodruff commenced romping him, but he can’t reach the tingling head of his beef whistle to stroke himself to climax. He has just been fucked firmer and longer than ever before — but something tells him that without mercy President Woodruff is just getting started. The president slips his phat fellow meat out of the boy’s compliant hole. Dollar naked, his gams spread, roped down to a desk, Elder Larsen can’t observe what Woodruff is up to behind him. The tie around his neck isn’t lengthy enough, so the stud has to stand on his tiptoes to concentrate on the awesome sensations in his ass, and whenever he forgets and relaxes, the tie gasps him. Hoping the president’s beef whistle again, he’s astonished to perceive the man’s thick thumb against his hole. Woodruff paws his butthole for a moment, movies it with a finger, and then stretches his cheeks and begins to slap his sensitive flesh. The agony is like a shock that causes an electrified buzzing delectation in other parts of his body. And at each slap his slot puckers. Then the president shovels his thumb in deeply, nudges his guts and playthings with his hole. Read more . . . If he hadn’t already been relieved up, having his slot tantalized like this would be painful — instead, he shovels back onto the thumb. If anything, it’s a ease after the drilling he’s just had, and the one he’s about to receive. President Woodruff slips his beef whistle back in the boy’s super-fucking-hot hole. Elder Larsen squirms. This is unlike anything he has ever imagined. A jewel of precum runs in rivulets out of the head of his fellow meat and drapes there. As the fellow begins to pound him, leisurely at first, then faster and harder, the ball of precum suspends on a skinny thread of testicle tonic and sways back and forth. Elder Larsen could jizz right now, but he resists the impulse. His companion, Elder Butler, has been lovin’ the spectacle thoroughly, but now President Woodruff orders him to strip naked, lie down between Larsen’s legs, and suck his dick. The cute stud instantaneously obeys, glad to have his lips wrapped around his companion’s cascading cock. Elder Larsen’s flat, bulky belly penetrates into his forehead with every feisty shove from the president. Elder Butler wonders — will he be able to suck a flow out of Elder Larsen before the president packs up his slot with cum?
Added: 2024-05-17 • Views: 12 • Duration: 13:35
Categories: BDSM
