To be greeted at the door, the host freeballing in grey sweats, I can’t help but lust after his bulge, taking in the outline of his cock, the ridge of his helmet prominent. As soon as the door is closed I place one hand behind his head, drawing him in for a kiss while the other hand cups his bulge, all my senses are heightened as I feel his tongue wrestle with mine, feel his cock start to swell, inhale his manly musk. Nothing exists except the sensations before me. As we both reveal our cocks and start to masturbate each other, the kissing still full on, I can feel my cock thicken and harden i… فراءة المزيد