Surfer Sex Orgy and New Kid in Prison
Male Double Book
MDB-32
Johnny Newman and Phil Sanders
$3.95
MDB-32 Surfer Sex Orgy and New Kid in Prison
Surfer Sex Orgy and New Kid in Prison
Male Double Book
MDB-32
Johnny Newman and Phil Sanders
$3.95
Surfer Sex Orgy
FOREWORD
First, the ass-beating—Then, the ass-fucking!
Slim lithe Simon had a letch for the rough trade—an obsession which had brought him to this sleazy, sordid rendezvous.
Arnie was a hung stud—a real hunk, not too bright, with a mean streak. All of which was incredibly arousing to thrill-seeking Simon.
At home, Simon’s lover gave him plenty of domination, humiliation, bondage, and erotic servitude—and Simon loved it all.
But every now and then, a longing came over him, a craving to walk on the wild and seamy side of the sexual underground.
Like he was doing now—stretching out nude across the iron rail at the foot of the bed, turning up his ass for punishment.
Arnie, body built like it was chiseled from living stone, sneered as he took up a stance behind his submissive toy.
In his hand, he held a wicked leather belt, for whipping Simon’s ass.
Between his legs rose a massive hard-on—for fucking Simon’s ass!
New Kid in Prison
FOREWORD
Buck groaned, his head still spinning. Spike was towering in front of him, his brawny legs planted wide apart. Buck stared up at the big brute, and in the wretched warden’s gray eyes gleamed acquiescent desire. He was panting in excitement and trepidation.
Spike’s gargantuan six foot four inch physique rose above him like an obelisk, fanning out like an upside down triangle, glistening with sweat, bristling with wiry hairs, bulging with cement-hard muscle.
The barbaric Pole’s massive cock throbbed in the air at an angle, bloated with veins, a foot long barbed club of flesh and gristle. The baseball-sized, meaty balls dangled inches in front of Buck’s blushed, handsome face.
At that moment, Herschel loomed up alongside of his sadistic buddy, and they stood there, thigh to thigh, their huge, contrastingly colored horse-cocks and heavy scumbags bulging meatily in front of them in front of the chained warden’s face.
Spike reached down, tangling his thick fingers into the short dark hair on Buck’s head, gripping it hard, till he almost ripped it out of the man’s scalp by the roots. Buck winced in pain, his head brutally getting dragged forward by the Polish convict and shoved between the guy’s wide-spread legs.
“Lick those balls, scumbag!! C’mon, fuck-face, lick those fuckin’ balls good! Lemme feel that hot slut tongue!” Kowalski snarled sadistically…
Buck knew better than to resist…
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