分卷阅读2(2/10)111 The Mission (Part 1)
man steadily. His breath did not even accelerate when he reached again, the
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the quivering ass for a sed time this evening. He was humping the chubby
attract Chuck's attention. When his hand was released he tried pushing the
ce to escape. His legs were struggling in midair, while he was fighting
Darren was grunting and groaning in sexual ecstasy by now. Being dominated
strange was happening. As if his overstretched sphincter was aodating
Mike grinned as his buddy was obviously enjoying the show put up by Brock
Rowley and his moaning "t".
only hoped to get out of this ordeal alive. Then, however, something very
huge hand that covered his mouth. Soon, he had given up all resistand
Brock felt another climax approag. He was ready to shoot his cum up into
the sash window further down. Mike decided quickly that it was wise to
on his
fad accelerated his pounding.
window frame and before he was able to react, the sash window came down from
sash up in order to escape from the murderous trap that threateo crush
stallion without any inhibition. Although he was the one, being screwed he
ride.
loosely on the lower window frame just trying to ease the painful pressure
Mike couldn't but admire the awesome stamina put on display by the
above trapping his neck. His arm ulled up, lifting first his hips, and
head out of the window. Now he had a clear view into the yard. He watched
cum. Again, Brock did not stop and tio buck, forth and back.
muscle-packed hunk below him. Eager to see more he bent down and stuck his
"Yes, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me harder man," Darren was cheering his brawny
for air.
by erotic arousal.
The Private's hand traveled down to his crotd adjusted his hardening
remain passive and to wait for a ce to fight back. His hands rested
knees behind a garbage tainer 7 ft. by 4 ft. right below Mike's window.
imagihat he was in trol and that he had taken that prime male for a
his windpipe. However his unknown attacker increased the pressure by pushing
slightly rougher and then his ass was flooded again with a huge load of hunk
to the invasion, Darrehe pain subsiding and gradually being replaced
then his legs clearly off the ground.
experience.
His air supply was cut off by the sash, and without leverage he had no
by the stronger and younger man gave him a kick he had never expected to
through his legs, making him stumble forwards. His throat hit painfully the
"Rrrghhh ..." a hardly audible croak came from his throat as he tried to
silenced by Brock's
point of urn. Orchard only felt the hand, f him down, pressing
"I knew, you like that, bitch!" Broeered down into Darren's crimson
dick. A moment later, his wrist was seized and his arm ulled firmly
Chutering. The marine scurried along the wall a down on his