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ce to escape. His legs were struggling in midair, while he was fighting

man steadily. His breath did not even accelerate when he reached again, the

cum. Again, Brock did not stop and tio buck, forth and back.

"I knew, you like that, bitch!" Broeered down into Darren's crimson

ride.

His air supply was cut off by the sash, and without leverage he had no

Darren was grunting and groaning in sexual ecstasy by now. Being dominated

dick. A moment later, his wrist was seized and his arm ulled firmly

attract Chuck's attention. When his hand was released he tried pushing the

"Yes, oh yes, fuck me, fuck me harder man," Darren was cheering his brawny

by the stronger and younger man gave him a kick he had never expected to

remain passive and to wait for a ce to fight back. His hands rested

imagihat he was in trol and that he had taken that prime male for a

"Rrrghhh ..." a hardly audible croak came from his throat as he tried to

Mike couldn't but admire the awesome stamina put on display by the

by erotic arousal.

to the invasion, Darrehe pain subsiding and gradually being replaced

strange was happening. As if his overstretched sphincter was aodating

above trapping his neck. His arm ulled up, lifting first his hips, and

window frame and before he was able to react, the sash window came down from

knees behind a garbage tainer 7 ft. by 4 ft. right below Mike's window.

sash up in order to escape from the murderous trap that threateo crush

fad accelerated his pounding.

slightly rougher and then his ass was flooded again with a huge load of hunk

huge hand that covered his mouth. Soon, he had given up all resistand

on his nec

the quivering ass for a sed time this evening. He was humping the chubby

for air.

Chutering. The marine scurried along the wall a down on his

Rowley and his moaning "t".

Mike grinned as his buddy was obviously enjoying the show put up by Brock

his windpipe. However his unknown attacker increased the pressure by pushing

muscle-packed hunk below him. Eager to see more he bent down and stuck his

then his legs clearly off the ground.

the sash window further down. Mike decided quickly that it was wise to

point of urn. Orchard only felt the hand, f him down, pressing

lenced by Brock's

Brock felt another climax approag. He was ready to shoot his cum up into

through his legs, making him stumble forwards. His throat hit painfully the

stallion without any inhibition. Although he was the one, being screwed he

The Private's hand traveled down to his crotd adjusted his hardening

loosely on the lower window frame just trying to ease the painful pressure

head out of the window. Now he had a clear view into the yard. He watched

only hoped to get out of this ordeal alive. Then, however, something very

experience.