When Mitchell Waters showed up at my hotel room door, I was happy to see that he was cuter than the photos he'd sent me online. He'd said he has always wanted to be a porn star and didn't mind coming over for a casting couch interview. But, Dirty Tony had more than just a few photos in mind. And, when this sexy twink started batting his eyelashes and checking out my crotch, I had to indulge his curiosity. When I offered my goods, he greedily unzipped my shorts to get at the stiffy I'd developed while watching him jack off. His quarter sleeve tattoo looked great as his arm flexed while he sucked and jerked my cock. All the while, his hard cock stood at attention; piercing it's way through the dark thick bush of pubic hair. As I settled onto the bed to enjoy the oral pleasures Mitchell was providing, he stuck his ass up in the air. Each time he deep throated my throb stick, his asshole puckered, begging for a deep plunging. This neophyte to the porn world was such an expert at cock sucking that he had me ready to unload sooner than I'd hoped. I jumped to my knees and began spraying my jizz into his waiting mouth. I was cumming a ton and ended missing my mark, allowing some of the pearl juice to coat his face and be wasted on the sheets beyond. Mitchell loved the taste of man-juice for his first time so much, he started squirting his own fountain of pleasure gel. The thick streams issued from the tip of his wood, coating his rippled abs and catching in his thick man bush.

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