turned around and
looked up he would have looked right into Mike's glassy eyes in a scarlet
face staring down at him, but he did not.
The hunched marine was fasated by the hunky ex-marine ramming his man
meat relentlessly iween the quivering white ass cheeks of the
deliriously howling man. The sight triggered a tingliion in his
crotch.
"Aargh, man I like it! Hammer yeous fuck meat into my man pussy,"
Darren yelled, "faster, harder give it to me ... oh yes uuhhhh yes, that feels
sooooo good."
High pitched screams of lust echoed through the yard, when Darren totally
lost trol.
Every thrust by Brock was now met with an equal thrust from Darren's white
ass.
When Brock started gyrating his hips Darrealiated by wriggling his butt
like a cat i.
Above the se, Private Mike Bartlet had his guts fucked out as never
before in his life.
His hard body was glistening from sweat. Mike's naked feet were slipping on
his own cum. The snickering attacker had pumped his hot juice repeatedly
from his balls until they were dangliy in his deflated nut sac. Mike
felt exhausted and dizzy. Breathing stertorously he was gliding into
unsciousness. The last thing he registered were the hips of his attacker
relentlessly slapping against his sweaty ass-cheeks. When his bowels were
flooded with the seed of his queror he was already passed out.
Down in the yard Chuck was throwing a raging boner. Instinctively his hands
started rubbing his broad chest. He felt his nipples hardening through the
fabric of his tank top. His fiwitched the erected knobs of flesh
protruding from his well-developed pectorals.
"Mike, damn, where the heck are you?" Chuck thought, while his tongue was
lig his lips. The man otress was writhing and wing in utmost
sexual agony. The marine doubted the weak nerd would