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