The Venture of Brody Fox: Part One, Brody's Desire
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Chicken-plucker Brody Fox needed to get out of town for the weekend. Something motivated him to keep driving west, crossing extensive distances until he arrived in the harsh, unrelenting landscape of the Mojave Desert. This yearning in his soul for something nicer than what he had passively grown to accept in his small Arkansas town has led him to a saloon on the outskirts of nowhere, and a nosey bartender, Cliff Jensen, who seems a tiny too interested in discussing cocks. After only several sips of his drink, Brody is abruptly tired. When he wakes up afterwards he is roped by rope, ball-gagged and blindfolded. He can’t witness that he is in a shipping container, but he can sense the powerful warmth of the desert sun hammering down on the thin iron roof. One small blessing is he has been unclothed down to only his underwear. The last thing Brody remembers is the amused smile on the bartender’s face. The door opens and someone is manhandling him. The voice boasts that he is going to play with Brody today. It’s the voice of the bartender, Cliff Jensen. Brody senses the bite of a whip on his exposed flesh. Cliff tugs, teases, and spanks Brody’s dick. Why is this happening? Brody senses Cliff’s threateningly thick dick pressed against his thigh. Now pressed against his lips. Brody accepts the yam-sized dick in his mouth, maybe this will stop the smacking and biting. Instead, Cliff stretches Brody’s arse cheeks and slips his dick into Brody’s asshole. Brody is alarmed by how deep it is inwards him. Cliff rails Brody’s arse like they’re in the rodeo. Brody’s arse is left wrinkled and pulsating. Cliff works over Brody’s assets with the flogger. Brody can’t help it when his own dick gets hard. The cat o' nine tails on his pulsing dick is nearly too much to bear. This time when Cliff face-fucks him, Brody impatiently accepts the yam-sized cock. Brody is suspended by ropes, legs dangled apart with his backdoor at the flawless height to be fucked. After he is tantalized with the zapper, Brody is relaxed to be crammed by Cliff’s cock. The ropes hold Brody’s hips in place, nowhere to run, nowhere to lurk as Cliff claims Brody’s relaxed asshole. By the time his gullet crams with Cliff’s cum, Brody salutes the white pearly white nectar, knowing he is pleasing his master.
Chicken-plucker Brody Fox needed to get out of town for the weekend. Something motivated him to keep driving west, crossing extensive distances until he arrived in the harsh, unrelenting landscape of the Mojave Desert. This yearning in his soul for something nicer than what he had passively grown to accept in his small Arkansas town has led him to a saloon on the outskirts of nowhere, and a nosey bartender, Cliff Jensen, who seems a tiny too interested in discussing cocks. After only several sips of his drink, Brody is abruptly tired. When he wakes up afterwards he is roped by rope, ball-gagged and blindfolded. He can’t witness that he is in a shipping container, but he can sense the powerful warmth of the desert sun hammering down on the thin iron roof. One small blessing is he has been unclothed down to only his underwear. The last thing Brody remembers is the amused smile on the bartender’s face. The door opens and someone is manhandling him. The voice boasts that he is going to play with Brody today. It’s the voice of the bartender, Cliff Jensen. Brody senses the bite of a whip on his exposed flesh. Cliff tugs, teases, and spanks Brody’s dick. Why is this happening? Brody senses Cliff’s threateningly thick dick pressed against his thigh. Now pressed against his lips. Brody accepts the yam-sized dick in his mouth, maybe this will stop the smacking and biting. Instead, Cliff stretches Brody’s arse cheeks and slips his dick into Brody’s asshole. Brody is alarmed by how deep it is inwards him. Cliff rails Brody’s arse like they’re in the rodeo. Brody’s arse is left wrinkled and pulsating. Cliff works over Brody’s assets with the flogger. Brody can’t help it when his own dick gets hard. The cat o' nine tails on his pulsing dick is nearly too much to bear. This time when Cliff face-fucks him, Brody impatiently accepts the yam-sized cock. Brody is suspended by ropes, legs dangled apart with his backdoor at the flawless height to be fucked. After he is tantalized with the zapper, Brody is relaxed to be crammed by Cliff’s cock. The ropes hold Brody’s hips in place, nowhere to run, nowhere to lurk as Cliff claims Brody’s relaxed asshole. By the time his gullet crams with Cliff’s cum, Brody salutes the white pearly white nectar, knowing he is pleasing his master.
Added: 2025-02-08 • Views: 0 • Duration: 1:3:49
