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Neither of my guests today are strangers to my famous casting couch. Sexy otter, Seth Fisher and twinkie blonde, Glen Woods return today for a meating that really gets my blood flowing like an incoming tide. The two begin discussing romance languages before moving on to chat about dance music and their individual feelings on appreciating the female body. This conversation quickly leads to Glen reaching over to grab onto Seth's instantly hard and gigantic dick, still in his jeans. Seth reciprocates by gently rubbing his crotch until Glen springs up and pulls his shirt off revealing a light dusting of hair on his chest and firm stomach. After giving a nice glimpse of his slender frame, Glen crouches down to unbuckle Seth and pull out that big old hateful notorious club that is about to brutally bash his guts in. Seth smirks at Glen's obvious awe of such a huge and veiny monster, as he starts dick-slapping Glen in his pretty mouth, finally jamming the swollen head into his tight throat as far as it will fit. Glen's eyes water up while his cranial capacity is pushed to its limit before Seth extracts his thick shaft and flips Glen onto his stomach while pulling his pants and underwear down in a single fell swoop. Glen's sweet young bubble butt now vulnerable and splayed for the camera is ripe for the pillaging. Seth's enormous meat gets visibly harder as the blood rushes in while he slaps it against such a youthful and supple ass, warming Glen up for an anal plumbing of a lifetime. Seth finally spreads Glen's cheeks apart and gently guides his throbbing member deep into a fur surrounded hole so tight it nearly cuts off his circulation. It doesn't take long before Seth is ramming all the way to Glen's upper intestine at full speed, while Glen belts out earth-shattering moan after moan. Taking even more control, Seth grabs Glen's discarded belt, ties his hands behind him, and pulls him up into doggy while fucking the living daylights out of such a handsome wiry specimen of bisexual boy. Glen get's pounded so hard he is rendered incapable of articulating a single thought in the English language, while Seth stretches his tattered bunghole as far as it can get. Longing to see Glen's pained expressions while rearranging his internal organs, Seth drags him onto his back where he continues to pulverize his wrecked rectum until unable to hold back any longer, he yanks his awesome gut-wrench from an annihilated anus and completely drowns Glen's entire head in a deluge of salty jism. This insanely hot couple had me leaking so much precum I had to change my pants immediately after we were done filming. Way to go Seth and Glen!
I've got strapping hetero Officer Giovanni back on my couch to get the 2nd blowjob of his life by a guy and his 1st time on camera. Tanner has agreed to crank up the oral volume to 11 on sucking the spices out of this straight military man's Italian sausage. They begin by swapping military stories and talking about the only time Giovanni got his junk mouthed by another guy; specifically focusing on how impressed he was. Instantly Tanner reaches out a helping hand and begins massaging Gio's leg while maintaining inquisitive eye contact, gently working his way up to the camouflaged bulge. As Tanner keeps rubbing and begins to feel a thick meat pipe rising to the occasion, he unbuckles Giovanni's fatigues and pulls out a rock hard man sword, piss slit glistening with savory precum. Immediately Tanner begins Giovanni's second voyage into foreign man-mouth territory by wrapping his tight tonsils around that hunk of veiny tumescent flesh and then pulling his soft lips off the head making the hottest suction sound I've ever heard. Giovanni's eyes roll back in his head, sighing as he reclines even more into the chair while giving way to the professional throating techniques of elite veteran cocksucker Tanner. After a good session of cock swallowing while sitting, Giovanni stands at attention while grabbing Tanner's head and pushing his cock balls-deep into his tender, insatiable mouth. With each determined thrust, Giovanni facefucks closer and closer to the precipice, as hot liquid ropes of pearly white joy juice rip from his armed forces and land all over Tanner's tongue, face and jeans. The sheer amount of jizz that fires from this commander's assault rifle really blows Tanner and myself away. Who knew it was even possible to pack this much heat!
Triston Sanchez, the lean Latin hunk who really packs some heat, returns to pound the crap out of my straight jockey beefcake, Roman Rivers. The moment after I introduce them, they begin talking about where they're from, being hit on by girls and if friends know about their porn careers. This is right before they pounce on each other, ripping clothes off and sucking the tongues out of their mouths. Roman is the first to unzip Triston's jeans, but quickly gets pushed aside by dominant Triston, who shows him exactly how much he loves sucking on a pulsating straight guy's hard-on. Roman readily takes notes and then shoves Triston back, inviting his huge uncut cum-slinger into his tight throat. Roman really works Triston's piston until it seems to have drained his entire blood supply into his dangerously swollen cock. Roman then turns around and allows Triston's gigantic throbbing fuck-rod to penetrate the depths of his trembling straight rectum - cowboy style. Slamming his manhole over and over, Triston makes Roman take every veiny inch, tearing his hole up like a Christmas present at 7am on December 25th. After nearly damaging Roman's internal organs while being ridden, Triston lays him down on his back and proceeds to bash his prostate while holding his legs firmly in place. Finally Triston pulls Roman down on his side and enters his forbidden lair from the back, tenderly sliding in and out. With each assertive thrust, the wall separating Triston from his nearly aneurysm-inducing orgasm begins to crumble. Pulling his engorged meat out of Roman's quivering asshole, Triston rips off the condom, and busts a huge nut like a broken fire hose with an endless water supply across Roman's face. Roman is turned on so much by this; he quickly pumps his cock to release a torrent of his own semen exploding all over his stomach and legs. I love watching straight boys cum from getting their hole's abused!
Philip Aubrey, the blonde hairless hottie returns to have the smooth topography of his body thoroughly explored by hairy strapping conquistador, Sean Stavos. The two begin chatting about living in San Diego, watching football and their shared proclivities towards enjoying every role one can play in the sex game. And to prove they aren't kidding, both take turns tongue-raping each other's faces till Phillip, unable to stand it any longer, rips down Sean's pants and underwear at the same time attempting to get his throbbing slippery monster to touch the interior of his stomach. After getting his throat intensely beaten in every conceivable position, Philip turns Sean around on all fours and gives him a violent saliva-soaked tongue-fucking of a lifetime. Sean then flips Phillip onto his back and the two 69 with Sean giving Philip's asshole-worshipping techniques a run for his money. This up-close experience with such a beautiful and taut hole gets Sean so horny he forcefully turns himself around and firmly plunges all the way into Philip's glorious pucker. Sean passionately pounds away in missionary with his heavy balls rhythmically slapping against Philip's hairless perineum with his legs wrapped around his back and feet contorting expressionistically in the air. Yowsers! This gives me the hottest view of slick rectal penetration I've seen in a veery long time. Philip, between unbridled moans, calls out for Sean to lay deeply into his sweet cavity on his side, which is maneuvered smoothly without even needing to pull his textured veiny meat from its tender pink enclosure. Sean continues to relentlessly clobber Philip's supersensitive prostate while his eyes flip backwards with each connecting blow. Finally when Philip is almost at the point of spilling his spunk-smoothie, he takes a short break and climbs on top of Sean, securing a front row seat at his own explosive orgasm. With the assistance of gravity, he let's the rim of his hole fall all the way down to the base of Sean's pulsating erection and firmly clenches onto it, helping wring pre-cum upwards on it's journey out of his pee hole and into the condom on as he pumps his hips like a butter-churn. Both of them writhe against each other in this ecstatic duel before uncontrollably applying just the right amount of pressure to Sean's trigger and firing load after load all over Philip's chest and neck. The sight of this seriously hot pairing almost has me blowing my own load without even touching myself.
I can't ever get enough of two beefy studs playing a good ol' game of strip poker. After several rounds of cards, Devin is losing more than his shirt, while Clayton plays it safe and whips that muscle-hunk's ass. Fortunately for Clayton's insatiable prostate-pleasure, they aren't playing for bottom or top. Once I get my camera rolling for the real action, Clayton doesn't waste any time grabbing Devin's swelling stiffy still in his shorts. Immediately the clothes disappear and Devin dives in for a hand, and mouth, at pleasuring Clayton's juicy peen. For a straight guy, Devin's gotten quite good at blowing other dudes; it must be all the practice I've put him through. Rock hard and hornier than a newly freed prison-inmate, Clayton shoves Devin back onto the couch and stuffs his pulsating breakfast sausage into an experienced mouth that works Devin's cock into a frothing frenzy of saliva and precum. Jaws exhausted from the brutal facefuck triathlon, Clayton is lifted like a naughty pomeranian and thrown onto the couch face down with his hungry boy-hole gasping like a goldfish out of water, anticipating Devin's tumescent cockhead violating the soft and sensitive folds of his digestive tract. Devin takes a step back before rapidly ramming his throbbing meat stick as deep as it will reach, pulling all the way out and repeating to annihilate Clayton's now totally dilated chocolate-starfish. Verbally abusive to match, Devin sprays his subservient fuck toy with insults while he bashes Clayton's face into the sofa with furious thrust after thrust. Knuckles white and tears spilling from his eyes, Clayton is helpless while Devin holds him firmly in place terrorizing the hell out of his desecrated bunghole. Growing tired of fucking doggy-style, Devin pulls Clayton sideways onto the couch and continues fucking the living shit out him. I can't begin to say how much I love watching a rough top devastating a muscular little bottom-boy's bottom. As the minutes wear on Clayton takes charge by impaling his sweaty massacred chasm down upon the Devin's engorged cock-spear, pushing lube out and down the sides. Clayton definitely knows how to take a man for a ride, as his sweet center of gravity forcefully pulls Devin closer and closer towards the cliff's edge. As the inevitable brain-eviscerating explosion thunders through his body, Devin rips his trembling fuck stick from Clayton's destroyed rectum and explodes a lake of bubbling semen across Clayton's chiseled hairy face, like a geyser that had been dormant for a thousand years. Holy-moly, I won't be able to wipe this amazing fuck session from my mind even with years of hypnotherapy.
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