Without further ado, he climbs off me, strips out of his clothes, and drops them to the bedroom floor. Here, I witness his chiseled and furry torso, thick hips and thighs, and the guy’s firm cock, which sways left and right, ready for action between us.
My knob is finally kissed, licked, and sucked by his active tongue. The bartender opens his mouth and consumes my meat down the back of his throat. He holds the base of my dick with his left hand while his other hand gently squeezes my balls. Sloppy slurps and growls are heard as he steadily manipulates my cock, busy at work, obeying his unyielding thirst.