When Saturday Cums (ch. 3)
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
"Now, what about sucking my big, hard dick?" he questioned, as he pulled his swollen shaft from his jeans. "After all, you're a professional footballer, so I've got no fucking problem with you".
By Marc Oranje 19 Sep 2006
"Now, what about sucking my big, hard dick?" he questioned, as he pulled his swollen shaft from his jeans. "After all, you're a professional footballer, so I've got no fucking problem with you".
By S. Sarg 18 Sep 2006
The two powerful black men had immense peckers that Billy could barely get his mouth around, but it would do him little good to scream out because the prison was really run by the gangs and no guard would take a chance getting in the middle of a little friendly fucking.
By S. Sarg 14 Sep 2006
O-oh my god, Carol gasped as a little dribble of cum ran down her husband's chin, you've turned him into a real fucking cocksucker!!! Reluctantly Art let the big dick slip from his lips, and after wiping the cum from his chin, he turned over and waited on all fours for Rod to take him from behind!
By GSC 13 Sep 2006
Nice short hair you got, cropped. Let me feel your face. Bit rough, chin, that's good, that's o.k. Grip my cock, at the base, that's it. Point me shaft at your mouth lad, all of it, all fucking eight inches. Open your mouth wide and push it in, get your throat ready.