Dealing with a wreck, dim haired Marcus Isaacs discovers a fuck seat. “How would you utilize this thing?” Tall and tan Anthony London is glad to demonstrate him, however first he needs his cock sucked. The two shed their shirts as Marcus licks down his bushy bud’s body, a major oopsy-daisy flying out in his face. Marcus sniffs it, scouring it against his scruffy face as he grins up at Anthony—at that point sucks it profound, whipping it all over subsequent to sucking the stud’s sac.
Anthony drops on his knees, grasping Marcus’ balls as he sucks him. Marcus pivots, getting his ass slapped as Anthony spreads his cheeks and crunches. Marcus groans as Anthony’s facial hair scratches his skin—the top’s cock before long sliding inside, his balls hitting against the base’s wet and furry hole: “Extend my fucking hole out with your cock! Extend me!” Marcus jumps on his back for additional, shooting his heap—at that point crushes Anthony’s areolas from behind as the top works out a major wad.