Insatiably horny twink Tyler Tanner has a raging hard-on that won’t go away, no matter how many times he fucks submissive bottom Myott Hunter. Myott is hanging by his wrists and ankles in a swing, and his moist, pulsating hole quivers at the mere thought of Tyler’s gigantic, bobbing fuckrod. Myott’s eyes widen as Tyler’s dick has somehow impossibly gotten even thicker and harder!
Even though Myott, the little twink slave, has currently already been fucked and fucked hard several times by twink master Tyler, neither sex craving horndog even thinks about stopping. And as far as Tyler is concerned, a moment’s rest is a moment too long. Seeing his own personal twink fucktoy hanging in the swing, unable to get away or escape, turns Tyler on like nothing else.
Tyler plunges his cock the entire length of Myott’s well-used fucktunnel in one swift motion. Myott cries out with a simultaneous mixture of both exquisite pain and exquisite pleasure! The pain/pleasure-delirious bottom doesn’t know whether to beg his dominator to stop or continue, go faster or slower. And as Tyler plows into Myott’s perfect twink ass, he is delighted by the fact that even though he has fucked the captive multiple times and delivered multiple loads, Myott’s hole is still fabulously tight!
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Title: Tyler Tanner & Myott Hunter Encounter 3
By socalbd
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