Somewhere in the background there was a countdown and cheering as Rock kissed Dick over Rig's body, his cock buried in the sweetest, tightest, hottest, best fucking ass he knew.The sounds Rig was making around Dick's prick only made the whole thing better, hotter. Moaning, he moved faster, giving it to Rig as hard as he could. Dick's mouth tasted like fucking champagne, all sweet and bubbly.
Fuck, they were something. He wanted to do this, right here, for the rest of his fucking life.
They said end your year like you wanted to live it.
Rock was a fucking fan.
Published on December 31, 2010 12:52