Kameron Frost and Mike Tiger
Tall, handsome, Kameron is on the prowl. It’s the middle of the afternoon and this hung, blond, dom dude is entering an old townhouse which has been gutted and is in the process of being redecorated. He heads up the stairs to find Mike, a workman, sanding down one of the walls. Mike plainly loves sports gear. He’s wearing track pants so low on his waist that there’s an outrageously enticing plumber’s crack on display. It’s clear that he’s not wearing underwear and it’s also pretty obvious (by the ever-growing bulge between his legs) that he’s into Kameron.
The two men begin to kiss and are soon all over each other, friskily ripping off clothes while keenly giving and receiving head. Mike’s ass is the very definition of peachy. Firm and round, it’s yelling out to be fucked – and now that all nine-inches of Kameron’s world-class dick are proudly standing to attention, it would be rude of him not to do the honors.
Mike bends over expectantly. Kameron parts the workman’s ass cheeks, then slowly slides his giant penis into his tight hole. Within seconds, Kameron is banging full tilt, slamming his weapon noisily, relentlessly and somewhat ruthlessly into Mike’s unsuspecting hole. Mike can’t quite believe how good Kameron’s dick feels inside him.
Kameron pulls out and jerks until vast ribbons of spunk are flying out of his tip. Mike responds immediately and violently with a similarly impressive load of the hot, sticky stuff. Not a bad way to spend an afternoon…
