trousers were down at his ankles. Despite the huge hand that was c
window that was looking down into a narrow yard from where the noises
boner umping the wing man' s ass.
his mouth, he was gurgling and moaning. Brock Rowley was holding the man
Darren was grunting and groaning in sexual ecstasy by now. Being dominated
moaning and slapping grew louder now while the Private approached an open
slightly rougher and then his ass was flooded again with a huge load of hunk
the quivering ass for a sed time this evening. He was humping the chubby
"You like that, huh?" The giant grunted while his huge 12 inch cut monster
to the invasion, Darrehe pain subsiding and gradually being replaced
Brock had ged their deal dramatically. Orchard lost his wallet, his
his shoes to avoid any hat could have alerted Brock Rowley. The
only hoped to get out of this ordeal alive. Then, however, something very
The chubby man was laying face-down on an old filthy mattress. His office
by the stronger and younger
golden watch, and his hand phohen the married father of two daughters
emanated. Cautious, Mike eeping down to see what was going on.
cum. Again, Brock did not stop and tio buck, forth and back.
strange was happening. As if his overstretched sphincter was aodating
was fucked silly, unceremoniously on a filthy mattress of a ramshackle
huge hand that covered his mouth. Soon, he had given up all resistand
With cat-like moves Mike was gliding along the dark corridor. He had removed
Brock felt another climax approag. He was ready to shoot his cum up into
by erotic arousal.
man steadily. His breath did not even accelerate when he reached again, the
down otress with an iron grip.
doarehouse. His initial horotests were silenced by Brock' s
point of urn. Orchard only felt the hand, f him down, pressing