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Added: November 1, 2018 |
Category: Bi & Gay
Having just added candle number 30 for his final birthday cake, Jay Armstrong is a brand new part of the table. Jay started life out as a good ole country boy and also traces of that back-home-twang still excels at the enormous helping of the all-grown-up southern gent. Jay has awakened his three years with a huge variety of stops along the way, such as stints at the jungle, on point for a priest, a handful of porn movies, and a brand new entry into his resumethat of a boy. Though generally on the receiving end, Jays new role for a partner included a function as a top too, and he explained it was his first hubbys heiney he fantasized about when he shot his load. Speaking of tons, the nuclear-injected semen bomb that he shot well over his head and nearer into the ceiling the floor lays testament to the fine form that mans buttocks must shoot, but we are getting a little ahead of ourselves because how Jay got to critical mass is half the fun.Quickly tossing off his army cap, we see that the serpents inked into his forearm dancing since Jay lifts his shirt up slowly from the bottom, unveiling a set of lean abs and very smooth pecs, but a dim brown and astonishingly dense crop of fur under each arm. As he shows his back to the camera, with his shaved pate, marked arms as well as the phrase Blessed inked in large letters in shoulder blade to shoulder blade, it is easy to envision him as though he still is a jar mind, under the showers as his ship charters off to another port. His khakis don’t remain long, and shortly we are greeted by the waistband of the fighters barely clinging to those well-worked obliques and incorporating a bulge facing that is definitely stirring with signs of life. Since he gets on the bed and enriches his shorts to expose his buttocks, we are greeted by a rounded , tight, white, along with perfectly-formed set of glutes that beckon by an invitation into the heaven inside. With an ass this ideal, it’s no wonder Jay says he is a butt, as whatever that beautiful going unfilled would be paradise lost indeed.Starting from the feet on his strong, hairy legs, we travel up inch by inch until Jay unveils seven thick, spongy inches. Jay has the kind of cock that gets heavy if he is soft. We can just imagine that major beef flopping around inside the white, official issue boxers if he had been on boat. But we’d like him even better on our bed, with that meat in his palms. Knowing now that when he turns and gets on all fours, he’s imagining himself committing the brand new hubby a much anticipated welcome-home fuck, also knowing hubby also sees what we see, specifically that dark, tight hole opening up as Jay brings back, we are certain that not long later, it is bottoms up two. Back at Ground Zero, it isn’t long before Jay reaches his very own meltdown down below and flames off the epic burden which spews off much over. |