WARNING!
Performer | Action | Notes | |
Johny Hunter | OgrAbMrRr | ||
Patrik Dorsy | OgrAtMgRg |
Given the performance in the opening few moments of this scene, it was always very unlikely that either Johny Hunter or Patrik Dorsy would ever make a career from playing pool. But when it came to potting balls of a different nature, well that was a completely different story altogether! Indeed, neither of these fellows put a foot wrong in this terrific billiard-table inspired set-piece; where Dorsy’s mischievousness soon ignites a very favourable response from the ever-horny Hunter. Mind, if the young scoundrel ever thought that he wouldn’t gain a lusty response from feeling his buddy’s arse then he’d have been very much mistaken. Hunter, after all, was pretty much ready for action any time night or day; and he certainly doesn’t hesitate in allowing Dorsy to go down on him in order to enjoy that thick, uncut shaft that’s clearly already aching away in his jeans. Nor does he hold back from replicating the act – pulling Dorsy’s ramrod from his ice-white trunks, then encouraging his pal to join him for a hot, sticky session of table-top 69-ing! What Hunter really wants by this point, however, is the feel of Dorsy’s oversized schlong in his guts; and having then allowed his pal to energetically rim him, he’s soon positioned over the table and calling Dorsy’s cock home. Cue a stupendous one-on-one fuckfest, that culminates in Hunter riding his buddy’s cock reverse-cowboy – with all the grunting and groaning that you’d expect from a bitch of his calibre. Little wonder Dorsy’s soon spurting like a fountain; before Hunter signs off by squirting his wad all over his mate’s face!