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Added: September 23, 2018 |
Category: Bi & Gay
Dave Stone is a strapping mountain of muscle radiating the sort of virility that is palpable that would make even twink fans prepared to make room, dripping in testosterone, also brimming with confidence. Though this slab of beefcake is completely smoldering hot at any given age, the simple fact that he is forty-five makes him all the more remarkable – and just the kind of man we love in MenOver30.com. I’m more popular today than I was Dave informs us. I wish there was two of me I can keep up. Using a seemingly endless supply of what sexy on a top that looks like it’s going to push seeking to pay the expansive terrain underneath and a guy, Dave cannot wait to find comfy, which to him means becoming nude. As for us, well, we cannot wait to get Stoned and deliver you all together to your ride.Dave Stones arms are the size of footballs, covered in ink, and soon covered with his tongue as he pops them while bending them . Lifting his shirt, we see since a blanket of hair pokes the collar and enthusiasts out over these massive pumped pecs out the ink proceeds on his sides. As he twists his nips, they swell to the size of pencil erasers because the bulge in his pants responds with a of its own. The fly of his trousers unsnaps in the sheer pressure of the penis, causing his pants to drop low on his narrow buttocks. Taking the waistband of his shorts together for the ride, Dave exposes the top of the shaft along with the triangle of thick fascia. Together with his jeans at his ankles and his briefs packed with capacity, Dave finally liberates that sea of beef, exposing just what you need on a guy like this, but don’t frequently get: his cock is at least as thick, just as hairy and equally as meaty as the man who commands it.He takes a seat on the chair, the cushion and back completely disappearing behind the sheer overview of his bodypulls one enormous arm behind his head, and fists that mouth-watering penis with the other. Moving into the bedhe lets the camera to shoot a long, slow move from head to toe before rolling over and sharing the attractiveness of some set of glutes that seem like fur-covered marble mounds of machines that is thrusting. As he continues to bend the veins in his arms mirror the veins in his penis: they pop out like a road map these pots of white gold at a shaved seat. Much like the mating call of the keep in the woods, a continuous chorus of deep moans flows from his mouth as a thick load escapes out of his meaty shaft. |
2018-09-23
