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| Tyler's thick, muscular body was
an ivory contrast to Brandon's rippling, bronze physique, and the
package that Tyler normally hid in his denim turned out to be a handsome,
nine-inch cock. I'd never seen such an awesome specimen - in person,
at least. Brandon let out a wolf-whistle. "Wow! You're packing some serious wood there, dude." Tyler smiled. "It's all yours, if you want it." "Daddy wants," Brandon responded, and grabbed Tyler's monster cock and started stroking. The two well-hung men kissed some more, their tongues slapping against one another, while Brandon eagerly polished Tyler's rigid pole and Tyler tentatively gripped Brandon's heavy rod. I jammed three of my fingers into my molten pussy and started pumping when Brandon dropped to his knees in front of Tyler's ultra-long cock. And I vigorously kneaded my tit and rolled my nipple when Brandon grabbed the giant dick at its base and flicked his tongue across its mushroomed head. |
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