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Profile text: Let's just get together for some highly active casual sex. Maybe, a regular thing. I am HIV Undetectable. I sing when I shouldn't. My cock works, but my rear end needs attention, and that is where you come in. I haven't been fucked in the longest time and I would love a slow, grinding, deep prostate massage, to the rhythm of a Barry White Recording. Your age is not important, but your dick had better work like a stallion. What can I do for you? I am good with my tongue, lips, mouth, fingers and butt. A verbal man, who lets his playmate know what is pleasing him or not, so that I can be your perfect partner. It's only going to be kinky the first time. I am still looking for that man that molested me when I was a teenager. I knew what you were up to when you got me up to your room, plied me with whiskey and began to massage me all over, seductively removing one piece of clothing at a time so the warm oil wouldn't stain it, and he started removing his clothing for the same reason. Working that oil between my straight, chicken boy thigh's. My buns were up in the air, and he removed my underwear, applying a generous amount of oil to my bung hole, working the oil in to my hungry hole. Your index finger started to probe at my pucker hole. In and out, adding more oil. he still had his underwear on, but I could feel his big cock against the back of my legs. I knew that this was going to hurt big time. He kept adding oil to my hole, a few drops at a time, pushing that index finger in so deep, and then I started pushing back at his finger. He knew that I was ready for his big sausage. I don't even remember him removing his underwear, but somehow that weenie monster was out of his cage and headed for my pulsating boy hole. I felt the pressure of his dickhead against my back door. As big as it was, I wanted that cock inside of me, and I began to push back against his drill, and with his gentle forward thrust, it began to go in, ever so slowly and feeling so good. He couldn't hold back any longer and he began to ram me with that big dick. not only was it going deeper, but I could feel it swelling up. The thrust were coming faster and faster, and suddenly, I could feel him whipping my ass cheeks while calling me filthy disgusting degrading names. I knew what I needed in my sex life, and it was cock. His balls were slapping mine, and then suddenly his prick really swelled up and he blew a really big load of jiz right in to my teenage asshole. The slamming didn't stop. The spasms didn't stop intruding in to my youthful rectum, and then I shot all over the sheets. Boy spunk everywhere. Mr. H , We need a 50th anniversary repeat. Where are you? In the meantime, if there is anyone who would like to sexually abuse me, please drop me a line. Oh, and please be local. WARNING PRIVACY NOTICE: If my pix turn you on that much that you want to use it, then be my guest. That is why I put it here. Besides, Once you click "I AGREE", you gave up your privacy rights. You have to be registered and logged in to contact SPANKINGS ANYONE ? |
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