I picked
my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden and we loaded into the car
. .
. He took his mouth off of my knob long enough to say, “Good, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you!”
Those words were the final straw and with a hard thrust, I buried my cock deep in Chris’s mouth, nearly gagging him. He kept saying that he was sad that I was straight and how every time we hung out, all he wanted to do was press his lips against mine and get lost together
I picked
my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden and we loaded into the car
. .
. He took his mouth off of my knob long enough to say, “Good, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you!”
Those words were the final straw and with a hard thrust, I buried my cock deep in Chris’s mouth, nearly gagging him. He kept saying that he was sad that I was straight and how every time we hung out, all he wanted to do was press his lips against mine and get lost together
I picked
my favorite restaurant, Olive Garden and we loaded into the car
. .
. He took his mouth off of my knob long enough to say, “Good, cum in my mouth, I want to taste you!”
Those words were the final straw and with a hard thrust, I buried my cock deep in Chris’s mouth, nearly gagging him. He kept saying that he was sad that I was straight and how every time we hung out, all he wanted to do was press his lips against mine and get lost together