Subtotal:
$3.95
TC-255 Juvenile Jazz
Juvenile Jazz
Trojan Classics
(Book 3)
Rick Tulane
$1.95
Foreword
Teddy looked over his shoulder and saw that Gordy was indeed sucking on Kyle, so he threw caution to the winds and reversed his body so that he and Carl were in sixty-nine position. Kyle opened his eyes and peered through the kaleidoscopic spots and colors to see Teddy and Carl sucking each other’s cock. He rolled over on his back, taking Gordy with him, and cocked his knees, letting them fall apart. “Oh, Gordy,” he moaned, “that’s the end! I don’t think it’s right, but please don’t stop!”
He put his hands on the back of Gordy’s head and hunched up and down with his hips, sinking further and further into Gordy’s throat. Gordy wanted to get it all and discovered that he could open his throat, letting Kyle sink all the way in until Gordy’s nose and lips were buried in his crisp, springy pubic curls. “I’m—getting—ready—to—cum!” Kyle said in a shaky voice.
Gordy nodded and suctioned harder. Kyle began squirming for real now and he felt the hot glue in his nuts begin to bubble. “Please, Gordy! I’m gonna—shoot!! GORDY!! GORDY!! I’M CUMMING!! I’M CUUMMMIINNNGGG!!!”
A fountain of scorching cream shot up through his urethra and scalded Gordy’s tonsils, then coated his throat with its viscosity. Gordy swallowed the copious barrage and milked the base of Kyle’s wildly spurting salami to force out every drop. Kyle just lay there and moaned out his agonizing ecstasy, quivering every time Gordy sucked harder.
Reviews
There are no reviews yet.