Morning Tug
I'm about to have a pull, my favorite sweedish porn.
I was sitting on my balcony smoking a J when a delivery van pulled up over the road, it double parked behind the diagonally parked cars. Out got a hot wog boy, jacket gloves, athletic, he had the stance of a boxer, as he jumped from the van. Jeans that fit him snuggly down his thoroughbred legs. He had to fish around in the back of his van for ages to find the parcel he was looking for. His t-shirt rode up showing pristine white undies, like every American porn movie you have seen in the last 30 years, olive skin, a ripped back, smooth and tanned. Like every bottom Italian boy who just love wiggling their arses around... until two big strong hands took hold of them, taking hold of their undies elastic, pulling the white cotton material down over their round butt cheeks...
He would have had a big sausage on him. He adjusted himself as soon as he got out of the van, it was a good handful.
Italian boy's cocks grow so big because their mother's pat them until they are eighteen. Did you know that?
I think I need me a bit of wog boy, it is long over due. Hairy, horse-meat cock, which he rolls around on with gay abandon, laying face-down, as he gets his hairy bubble but fucked. Wog boys like it hard up the arse, I have found. All that bravado and machismo, and then they turn into horny little bitches in the sack. Its a part of their charm.
"Fuck me, please fuck me, fill my arse with your cock."
The delivery guy looked up and smiled. I winked, I couldn't help myself.
I was sitting on my balcony smoking a J when a delivery van pulled up over the road, it double parked behind the diagonally parked cars. Out got a hot wog boy, jacket gloves, athletic, he had the stance of a boxer, as he jumped from the van. Jeans that fit him snuggly down his thoroughbred legs. He had to fish around in the back of his van for ages to find the parcel he was looking for. His t-shirt rode up showing pristine white undies, like every American porn movie you have seen in the last 30 years, olive skin, a ripped back, smooth and tanned. Like every bottom Italian boy who just love wiggling their arses around... until two big strong hands took hold of them, taking hold of their undies elastic, pulling the white cotton material down over their round butt cheeks...
He would have had a big sausage on him. He adjusted himself as soon as he got out of the van, it was a good handful.
Italian boy's cocks grow so big because their mother's pat them until they are eighteen. Did you know that?
I think I need me a bit of wog boy, it is long over due. Hairy, horse-meat cock, which he rolls around on with gay abandon, laying face-down, as he gets his hairy bubble but fucked. Wog boys like it hard up the arse, I have found. All that bravado and machismo, and then they turn into horny little bitches in the sack. Its a part of their charm.
"Fuck me, please fuck me, fill my arse with your cock."
The delivery guy looked up and smiled. I winked, I couldn't help myself.
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