Wrecked

Logan Leaves the shop lights on after closing. Baxxx shows up hungry and drops to his knees right there on the hood. Logan spreads wide, takes the thick slick fist, then stands to shove his cock down Baxxx’s throat. The engine idles while fists keep sinking and the cock keeps plunging raw. Logan grunts through each stretch, knuckles twisting inside him. When Baxxx finally pulls free, he sprays rope after rope over Logan’s hairy crack, leaving the swollen ring leaking and shining under the bare bulb.