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TC-259 Stud Starch
Stud Starch
Trojan Classics
TC-259
(Book 4)
Rick Tulane
$1.95
Foreword
“By the way, you should see the tool on Juan! I think he’s part mule!”
Juan entered the room after being called and after a few words from Francois, muttered something to Maria and she left the room. Grinning broadly, he unbuttoned his baggy, old pants and let them drop to the floor. From his waist down, he was just beautiful! His light brown thighs were sleek and well muscled, his stomach was steely plated and the boys could see that his upper body was hairless. There was just a slim trail of hairs leading from his small navel to his perfect triangle of blue-black pubic curls which surrounded an enormous, uncircumcised prick that hung halfway down his thigh and well past his bull-like testicles, which were also hairless.
Looking at the lined, but extremely handsome face, Kerry asked, “How old is Juan? By his face, I’d say that he’s in his forties, but his body looks like a teenager!”
“He’s thirty-four, but what about that joint?”
“It’s magnificent! What’s it like hard?”
“He’ll be glad to show you. Do you want to see him shoot a load?”
“Would he mind?”
“No, he loves it—but we have to get hard-ons, too. He liked to look at them.”
“No problem with me!” Kerry exclaimed, uncrossing his legs and letting his monster spring up to slap his belly.
“Me, either!” Bobo added, pulling his rock-hard dick from between his thighs.
Kerry and Bobo watched Juan as he pumped slowly, his unbelievable prick growing and growing to a phenomenal size. He pulled his shirt up as the massive instrument thickened and nosed up past his navel.
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