AC-281 A Crocodile of Altarboys

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Kevin’s tongue pistoned in Peter’s ass, tongue-fucking him, and
Peter wiggled his ass becoming delirious with the hot thrills filling his
loins. Now he understood how that young stud in Father Milton’s
video-tape could offer his masculine young ass to the effeminate
priest. It didn’t matter who was pleasuring his asshole. What
mattered was that it was being pleasured.