Max Stone
Max Stone burns across two Rear End Alignment scenes, fists clenched deep, knuckles buried to the wrist. He sinks his hairy forearm into willing guts until the rosebud blooms, then slams his thick cock inside the same hole. He pins bodies down in rope and leather while another daddy feeds him dick down his throat, each thrust syncing with the slow stretch of someone else being opened wide. Spit, lube, and sweat drip as he switches between pounding and fisting, breath ragged, muscles tight under dark fur.
Max Stone
Max Stone burns across two Rear End Alignment scenes, fists clenched deep, knuckles buried to the wrist. He sinks his hairy forearm into willing guts until the rosebud blooms, then slams his thick cock inside the same hole. He pins bodies down in rope and leather while another daddy feeds him dick down his throat, each thrust syncing with the slow stretch of someone else being opened wide. Spit, lube, and sweat drip as he switches between pounding and fisting, breath ragged, muscles tight under dark fur.
