TC-256 Private Practice
Private Practice
Trojan Classics
TC-256
Mack Roberts
$1.95
Private Practice
Trojan Classics
TC-256
Mack Roberts
$1.95
Foreword
Dr. Weld has everything—money, social position, and a good practice—but his wife had begun to suspect what he was practicing privately with Jack.
Dr. Weld had to find a way to end his stifling double life, and Jack was willing to help…
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Jack’s two hands, full of soapy lather, surrounded the base of Tim’s huge whang, the fingers twisting and twining amid the jet black pubic curls. Then he took one fist and skinned the foreskin back—at the same instant, taking the entire cock into his wet, hot mouth. The Indian moaned ecstatically as he spun his tongue around the salty tasting perimeter, the suction in his throat drawing more of the solid shaft into him.
“Jesus Christ, Jack!” Tim whimpered. “I can’t take too much of this! I’m hotter than a crotch already! Cool it, man, or I’ll cum!” He put both of his huge hands down on Jack’s shoulders and tried to push him away. More and more, inch by inch, Jack was coaxing the rod into his convulsing throat. “Please,” Tim whispered, but he felt himself easing up on Jack’s shoulders, his hands coming up behind the man’s moving head instead. “Oh, God!” he whimpered.
The water was cascading down over the two men—one standing rigidly, the other kneeling before him, the entire length of the monolith swallowed deeply inside the clutching throat. Jack’s hands were gripping Tim’s ass, his fingers clawing into the solid flesh as he sought to pull more and more of the youth inside him. Tim was humping wildly, desperately fucking Jack’s demanding mouth, his pelvis rolling from side to side as he plunged and withdrew—the tempo increasing with every thrust.
“Jack!” Tim exclaimed. “Take it easy! I’m gonna blow!” His breathing was erratic—the combination of the booze and the grass driving his passions to a screaming height. “Mother! I’m gonna cum!” he managed to say chokingly. “I—I’m cumming! You cocksucker! I’m— cummmminggg!!”
Jack gagged involuntarily as he felt Tim shoot a maddeningly hot gusher deep into his open throat. He felt the monstrous load plummet into his stomach—he swallowed desperately, eager to drink every drop of jazz the stud could give! The initial bolts turned to creamy cum and flowed uncontrolled from the mouthing slit in the head of the flaming prick—Tim was hunching deliriously as he fucked Jack’s face…
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