Genres: Hunk, Hardcore, Bareback, Jock

I wanted him. I wanted him greater quantity than I’ve wanted everything or anyone in my life. My —Master Snow—changed me irreversibly during my Interview. He showed me a form of joy that I didn’t know existed. The big o I experienced at his hands was beyond everything I have the words to explain…

So when Master Snow informed me that my calling was imminent and that he’d be overseeing the ceremony, my heart started to pound with passion. I hadn’t seen him since the interview, and, to be honest, I’d made a bit of a fool of myself since then—hanging out in areas around the complex where I thought this guy might be. I couldn’t expect to watch him in the flesh anew.

I was shaking uncontrollably by the time I knocked on his office door. I didn’t know what to await. Obviously, I was craving for one more mind-blowing meeting like the 1st time, but part of me wondered if I’d failed some type of test by allowing myself to be taken to that intensive place by some other dude.

He sat me down and asked if I still believed that I was not attracted to males. I genuinely didn’t know what to say. Plainly, he’d proven beyond doubt that I was attracted to fellows. But it struck me at that pont of time that there is too a possibility that I’m merely attracted to him. I’ve of course at no time felt the same way about anyone else. So I said him categorically that I wasn’t into boys and, of course, this chab instantly said me to receive exposed and… well, the next small in number minutes rushed by in a blur.

At some point, this chab instructed me to climb up onto his desk and in advance of I could receive my thoughts in order, he’d started to cram his tongue against my aperture. I have genuinely not ever felt everything like it. I could feel the stubble from his beard against my asscheeks as his tongue danced and probed. It was utterly sublime—parts of my mind were being activated I didn't know existed.

He pulled me around on the desk, repositioning me. It felt as though that guy was shaping my body for his own fun and my body responded by melting into him, despairing to become a single entity. I instantly knew that I was willing to suggest myself to him.

He said me to bow over the desk. I was likewise nervous to look around at him so I looked str8 ahead, my eyes landing on a picture of some kind of temple on the wall as I listened to the iron clatter of him undoing his thong. I wondered how, where, and with what I’d be touched next.

Seconds later, I felt the tip of his biggest schlong lining itself up with my aperture. My whole body tensed up, though I knew my solely option was to try to relax. I felt him poke into me. My body just now went into a cold sweat. It was agonizing—yet, at the same time, it felt right. I felt like it was my duty—perhaps even my purpose—to enjoyment Master Snow.

My eyes were watering. My head was pounding. I just kept telling myself to relax—like some type of mantra—staring intently at the picture of the temple on the wall. And then, just like that, I was his.

The anguish subsided and was replaced by an intensive want for him; a sense that I needed this to happen and didn’t wish it to end. HIs hard ramrod was triggering all my enjoyment centers. My skin broke out in goosebumps and the waves of began to crash throughout my body.

He went harder and faster. My cock instantly began to tingle and trickle with precum. I know it’s avid, but for the briefest pont of time I imagined we were in love. I imagined this was the begin of smth magical. A unfathomable connection. An affair.

After a whilst, this guy said me to receive onto my back, and, as I stood, that guy crammed his lips against mine for the 1st time. I have to have thrown myself at him. It was like smth from a film. I was being swept off my feet. We were consummating our feelings for one some other.

He poked me onto my back on the desk so that I could glance up at him and watch the look of focus on his face. I knew I was fascinating him and, moreover, that that guy wanted to joy me.

The next thing I knew, he’d picked me up and was holding me in his arms, giving a kiss me and fucking me, showing his strength and utterly blowing my mind. He threw me back down onto the desk and continued to nail me in each conceivable position. Each time this chab pulled out, my body craved for him to return.

Then, suddenly, anything went silent. His pecker was still sliding in and out of me, but neither of us made a noise. We were connected. His jock was no longer a foreign object entering my body. It was a part of me.

He suddenly picked up the tempo. I was hopeless for him to cum inside me. It was the solely thing I could think of. If this guy discharged in me, somehow we’d be forever linked even beyond our familial bonds. At that pont of time, I felt his magical load gushing and filling each inch of my insides. He pulled my head back and kissed me afresh with even greater amount excitement and intensity. I knew smth very peculiar had begun.

Format: mp4
Duration: 32:48
Video: 1920x1080, AVC (H.264), 4138kbps
Audio: 156kbps

File size: 1.0 GB