Sunday, June 27, 2010


1 comment:

Laurent said...

Irresistibly luscious cruiser on the park bench, a fortuitous encounter of maleness in an ideal habitat, as penismales loom wanking from the shadows to applaud our suck with churnings of their palm upon the pommel their penisflaring famine. But what is this glorious horn to hail this taxi on its axis, pectorals compressed as rapturepads of teething in fuck's ride, their nipples fairly seething to lend rampancy its glide. Now all of maleness is embarked upon the tide of cock's sweet swill, t'extract it where impacted till fuck whacked its gladdened spill.