CASTING COUCH – DAX MILLER

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When I get Dax alone in my bedroom, I start asking him questions about girls and how he gets laid. I can tell he's built under his blue striped dress shirt so I get it off of him right away. He's got a few tattoos, including one sporting the familiar "eagle, anchor, and globe" of the United States Marines. For a guy who works an office job, he sure does have a lot of muscles! He's such a stud, he fucks girls in the bathroom of the bar while he's out drinking. He gets hit on by guys occasionally but he's never actually done anything with guy - yet. He unbuckles his belt right away and starts rubbing on something I can't see under his pants. It's not long before he whips out a stiff cock that's got a nice curve to his left. My trusty measuring tape says it's about 7 1/2 inches. He pulls off his pants and is completely naked jerking off on my bed now. His legs are thick and hairy, spread just enough to get a peek at his furry taint and balls. His cock is thick and oozing precum as he rises to his knees in the center of the bed. He dry humps my bed for a few seconds and I get a good look at his round ass cheeks and hairy crack. Flipping back onto his back, his balls are sucked up tight against his hairy shaft, signaling his readiness to cum. Suddenly a fountain of jizz leaps two feet into the air and lands on is his dark bush. Several more smaller explosions land on his stomach and legs as he stares straight at the lens.


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