Added: August 17, 2018 | Category: Bi & Gay We recognized Oscar as a 24-hour sexual chance just waiting to occur when we featured him. In 26, 62 and also an 8.8-thick lead pipe with a cock, we don’t have any doubt chances are not far, since the only real thing Oscar enjoys better than playing with his large thick slab is showing off it. Looking thinner than last time, his abs cut and these angel wings flanking that great pole such as a framework to draw your attention , he called up saying he just happened to be at the area. He just happened to have the most recent version of his favourite pussy magazine and it appears that he could not wait to get into it and get his butt off. He says he wants to take at least three times per he or she receives so hard he can not even zip his pants up. ExtraBigDicks.com is always ready to help out a guy in need – particularly if he’s just the sort of over-sized pole we love: lengthy, fat, challenging and ready.Never one for foreplay, Oscar ripped off his shirt and had one hand inside his pants within thirty minutes. Before he had both legs from his trousers, the magazine was from its wrapper in one hand. As he fell to his knee, all eight and one-half inches were sticking straight up in the atmosphere without demand for assistance from the other hand. His ball sack was looking high, tight and bloated like this party had started some time back and he could not await the guests to depart so he could get on with what that throbbing bone and tightening nuts clearly needed.Standing up, he raises a leg and invites the camera for an undercarriage shot to show off that balls and cock going forth and back , bobbing up and down like an engine firing on all eight cylinders. Moving into the mattress we pointed out the camera over his shoulder to acquire the exact same view Oscar had been having as he knelt down and worked his own meat with the appropriate admiration for the fine piece of machinery that’s between his legs. The best scene of all was when he laid down, and his legs splayed wide, his sofa bouncing, his abs flexed, the critical ink onto his thigh dancing to rhythm of their well-worked hamstrings beneath, which tower of strength he calls for a prick almost a blur supporting the fast fire stroking of a fist onto a very definite mission. Shifting armsand then using both, he finally lets that third load of the day make its look, covering his cockhead and hand in the last sexual surrender for quite a cocky buddy. |
