SUBSCRIBER EXCLUSIVE: Tommy The Gardener – Part 3
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He watched me, a very slight smile on his face. Occasionally he looked back up to the screen to watch what the guys were doing with their girls, the sounds of their grunts and encouraging comments alerting him to the action, but for the most part he was just staring at the way my hand was gliding all over his rampant flesh.
I reached down with my other hand and rubbed myself, pulling on my penis while I played with his, eager to make sure we would both be ready to launch our seed at the same time. I know I didn’t really need to, as soon as I made him cum my cock would be pumping thick ropes of cream regardless of what hand was on it.
My grip slipped down and I focused on his balls, the full sack now tighter than it had been when he first revealed his manhood. His plump and full balls were like fleshy pillows, the eggs inside rolling around while I caressed them, lubing them up, tugging on them so gently and making his wrinkled bag shine in the light from above.
“You’re so good at this” he complimented.
I smiled “I’ve had plenty of practice”. My hand slid up along the fleshy pole once more, encouraging his sheath of skin to glide and cover the rounded flared tip until it made a puckered spout. His pre mixed with the lube. I pulled back down, his red tip popping out of the hugging sleeve. My thumb brushed over the little mounds of the underside of his glans, where the foreskin connected to the red muscle of his helmet.
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