Jack grabs Mickey s hips, fucking with more force. I love it so much,” Mickey moans. “Give me that big fat cock.” Jack gets rid of the shirt and identification card. Don t stop fucking me, Mickey begs. I m not, Jack assures. The studs move to the cabinet behind them. Mickey places his legs on Jack s shoulders “You re making my toes curl, Mickey exclaims. Fuck me. I want to be your little hole. He moves both of his feet to one of Jack s shoulders. I ll be your little ship bitch,” Mickey vows. They return to the bed. Mickey is on his side as Jack licks that hairy hole. He puts his raw meat back inside. Fucking tag that ass, Mickey implores. You want it hard, Jack wonders. Mickey does and the pounding intensifies. You’re fucking wrecking me, Mickey wails. You like that cock, Jack says. “I do. Please don t stop. Mickey grabs the bed s edge. You re fucking deep,” he observes. Jack pulls out, jerking over Mickey’s face. He shoots cum on Mickey s cheek, hair, and tongue.
