When Anthony is around, do we really need introductory prattle? We know his two holes are going to be used and he’s going say “fuck, bro” when his prostate is smashed
Today’s update begins with him on his knees chowing down on some dick. Anthony’s partner puts his hands on Anthony’s head and feeds him ginger dick. When the camera pulls away we see Spencer “Red Rocket” Todd!
“Holy shit,” Anthony says as he gags on that red root.
At one point there is so much rod in Anthony’s mouth that he spits up pre-cum and salvia. He’s not deterred, and looks up as he services his partner.
Spencer, who can be a little rough in a good way, is not holding back either. He keeps fucking Anthony’s mouth like it’s moist pussy.
“Oh, yeah,” the Red Rocket moans over and over again.
Anthony’s gag reflex gets a new limit. He knows his ass is next. A condom is put on Spencer’s salami, and our models go all “Gone With the Wind.” Spencer channels his inner Rhett and picks Anthony up. Scarlett/Anthony is put on the edge of the couch. His pants are pulled down to his knees and Spencer takes the hole at once. The influx of red cock is so intense, Anthony can barely whisper the pain/pleasure of it all.
“Oh, fuck,” he mutters.
Spencer isn’t paying much attention to Anthony’s moaning. He’s plugging away, making sure the hole is at the right angle. He even gives that ass a slap, letting Anthony know who has ownership rights on that milky white booty.
“Oh, shit bro! Damn,” Anthony pleads.
He can moan all he wants. That mouth can go all “O.” The RR train is on schedule, making sure Anthony has a sweet butt ache for the next week.
The lads switch positions, Anthony riding Spencer. He has more control this way, but Anthony’s hole still is getting stretched beyond its capacity.
“Oh, damn. Oh, fuck,” the bottom groans.
For all of his protesting, please notice a certain bottom boy has not begged for mercy. Our Anthony is in heaven when a top takes what he wants.
Spencer is having fun also. Who wouldn’t love an energetic pogo stick on his bloated sausage?
“Don’t fucking stop,” Anthony begs/demands when he’s close. His copious load lands all over Spencer’s hip.
Hold on because the best part is about to happen! Before his cum gets a chance to dry, Anthony jumps on the couch and opens his mouth. Wide. Spencer stands over him, jerking his johnson for a nut. It comes (grin), the nectar landing on Anthony’s tongue, nose, chin and cheek. Anthony spits out the cum like it’s lemon juice.
“Oh, fuck. You dig,” Anthony announces as man sap dribbles down his chin.
Well? Do you? LOL