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‘Gag the fag’ action with a cigar daddy and a collared leather slave

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He shoves his master's fat cock so deep into his mouth that he almost has to puke

Leather Big Wolf is a sexy hunk of a man. Tall, hairy, striking and always looking for sacrifices for his games. Axl is the perfect bottom. Submissive and ready for anything. He shoves his master’s fat cock so deep into his mouth that he almost has to puke.

Leatherbigwolf won’t let him escape. He rips at his head and pushes him on the fat slimy monster until he gets no more air and beads of thick spit strings on his nuts. His master now stands up and rams his cock even deeper into his face. So deep that the spit squirts from his mouth. The wolf smokes his cigar in peace and makes his slave verbally ready. To go to the next stage. Axl is now in a sling. His hairless ass stretches towards his master and he works with his fingers, dildo and finally also with his fist, which slides into the Pitschnassen ass channel. When the cunt is open enough, the tail is pushed immediately afterwards. The Wolf gives Axl a fuck that makes him moan like a pig. The pent-up sperm sauce squirts from his master deep into his mouth.

Leatherbigwolf is a sexy hunk of a man

Title of this shoot: Leather Big Wolf vs Axl Black Part 2

Keywords: leather, daddy, hairy, smoking, domination, fisting, face fucking, European

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Leather Big Wolf vs Axl Black

Here is a description in German (with apologies for any grammar mistakes):

Leatherbigwolf ist ein wahrer Prachtsaukerl. Grofl, behaart, markant und immer auf der Suche nach Opfern f¸r seine Spiele. Axl ist der perfekte Bottom. Unterw¸rfig, dauergeil und zu allem bereit.

Er schiebt sich den fetten Pr¸gel seines Masters so tief ins Maul dass er fast kotzen muss. Leatherbigwolf ihm kein Entkommen. Er reiflt an seinem Kopf und dr¸ckt ihn auf den fetten schleimigen Monsterschwanz bis er keine Luft mehr bekommt und dicke Spuckfen an der Eichel runterperlen. Sein Master steht jetzt auf und rammt ihm den Schwanz noch tiefer in die Fresse. So tief dass die Schleimspucke rechts und links aus dem Maul spritzt. Der Wolf raucht in aller Ruhe seine Zigarre und macht seinen Sklaven verbal fertig. Auf gehts zur nchsten Stufe der Erniedrigung. Mit Stahlnippelklammern liegt Axl jetzt in einem Sling. Sein unbehaarter Arsch streckt sich seinem Master entgegen und der bearbeitet ihn mit Fingern, Dildo und endlich auch mit seiner Faust, die sich in den pitschnassen Arschkanal schiebt. Als die Fotze offen genug ist wird der Schwanz gleich hinterher geschoben. Der Wolf gibt Axl einen Fick der ihn wie ein Schwein sthnen lsst. Die aufgestaute Sperma Sofle spritzt ihm sein Master dann tief ins Maul. So und nicht anders behandelt man devote Schweine.

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A Festival of Bondage – We Can Make This Happen!

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By Steellock

Joe and Adam climbed out of the taxi in the small East Anglian market town and looked at the red brick terraced house. It was Sunday morning of a Bank Holiday weekend and a lot of planning had gone into today.

The house looked like the ones on each side, but today it would be holding a secret inside! They were here for a real festival of bondage; many guys would be gathering to experience that wonderful feeling of giving up the freedom to move around, and in some cases the freedom to move at all!

Joe was here to be the man in charge – to be the Top to all these guys – he did not really know yet how many. Adam was here with his partner, but he was taking part – being in tight bondage was a real love of his and he was already hard at the thought. He had hardly slept at all that night.

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Big hot leather cigar daddy

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For the Italian leather stallion leather Big Wolf, his cigar is like a second cock. Before he fucks guys with his horny giant piston, he insists they indulge in the burning part between his lips. Here comes the Scottish fuckpig Axl Black. When the master in his sharp leather outfit ignites the cigar and contemptuously blows out the smoke, the slave is immediately aware of what kind of guy he’s got: tough, relentless. And the smoke taste always stays in the mouth, no matter if he rams his cock in the throat of the little pig, or if the horny sweaty armpits are licked clean, or the slave spits into the snout. The greedy Scot looks into the embers and knows that he is now only property. He has never been so horny.

Title of this shoot: Leather Big Wolf vs Axl Black

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Keywords: leather, daddy, hairy, smoking, domination, tattoos, licking, nipples, armpits, sucking, cigars

Models in this shoot: Leather Big Wolf, Axl Black

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Here is a German Description (apologies for any grammatical errors):

Seine Zigarre ist f¸r den italienischen Lederhengst Leather Big Wolf wie ein zweiter Schwanz. Bevor er den Jungs mit seinem geilen Riesenkolben reihenweise die ƒrsche kaputt fickt, macht er sie mit dem brennenden Teil zwischen seinen Lippen erstmal so richtig l‰ufig. Keiner ist ihm dabei so hˆrig wie die schottische Glatzensau Axl. Wenn sich der Master in seiner scharfen Ledermontur die Zigarre anz¸ndet und ver‰chtlich den Rauch ausbl‰st, wird dem Sklaven sofort bewusst, an was f¸r eine Sorte Kerl er geraten ist: knallhart, unerbittlich, dauergeil. Und das qualmende Teil bleibt immer in der Fresse, egal ob er der kleinen Drecksau den Fickpr¸gel in den Hals rammt, sich die geilen verschwitzten Achseln sauber lecken l‰sst, oder dem Sklaven ins Maul rotzt. Der gierige Schotte blickt in die Glut und weifl, dass er aus der Nummer nicht mehr rauskommt, dass er jetzt nur noch Eigentum ist. Er war noch nie so geil.

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New Gear – Part 2

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By ty dehner

In a flash, I was face down in the heavy, creamy mud! I could still breathe thanks to the gaps in the helmet that protected my head, but I could feel the wetness of the mud soaking my lightweight jersey. As I recovered from the shock of being dumped, I started to struggle to right myself to get my face out of the mud. But the more I struggled, the more I seem to sink into it. I totally forgot about my Master and his truck, so I paused for a moment and I didn’t hear anything. Did he drive off and just leave me to worm my way in the muck?

I could feel the mud making its way into my helmet, and if I didn’t roll over I would end up suffocating in this stuff. There was nothing firm to grab onto with my bound hands, so it was really difficult to move. My heavy boots worked as they could but were bound together with the tape. I know the mud is caking on my new gear, and I could feel it soaking now into my pants and gloves. The goggles were covered with mud, so I couldn’t see anything. I tried reaching down with my hands deep into the mud but didn’t find a bottom. This really freaked me out, for I could end up sinking into this never to be seen again.

I tried with all my might and got myself shifted on my side. Raising my hands, I wiped some of the mud from the goggles so I could see. It wasn’t a clear view, but I could see the building under construction just beyond me. As I rolled over my legs went deeper into the mud, allowing me to bend at my waist a bit, but when I tried pulling my legs up they were stuck. I would not be getting out on my own. I turned, looking for Master, and found him not far. He was standing on the tailgate of the truck that was only a few feet from me. He yelled my name, and I looked up at him in his USMC desert ACUs and he had his cock out. The first splash of his piss struck the top of my helmet and ran down, mixing with the mud.

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