When neighbor and troublemaker Jason Wolf knocks at the door while Colt is hanging at Phoenix’s, the reality bitchfest kicks into high gear. “I know what’s going on! You, Phoenix, Karen, Griselda… I’m gonna tell your wife! What’s in it for me?” As his hand reaches down to fondle Colt’s well-packed crotch, he sees what’s in it, and what’s gonna be in HIM in no minutes flat.
Swapping tongues and grinding their dicks together, and nobody’s around-why not make hay while the wife’s away? “He’s gonna be walkin’ funny tomorrow,” Colt remarks with some hung stud swagger. Bitchboi Jason begs to differ. “His dick is really not that big, even though I told him it’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.” But once he’s had it down his throat and buried in his dickstarved ass, he may have a different opinion.
Jason nuzzles Colt’s heavy nutsack between attempt to get that giant fucktool down his throat. He takes a break bent over the kitchen counter with Colt’s tongue twiddling his chute. His eyes pop wide open when Colt crams his huge rammer in bareback. “Would you fuck me like you did Griselda?” he reminds the married man. Colt wraps a hand across Jason’s mouth and pulls him back as he speeds his thrusts. With one foot on the counter, the other on the floor, he finds the perfect position to plow in deeper. By the time he’s smacking Jason’s meaty ass between strokes, we can see he’s ready to blow. He creams Jason’s crack when a message comes in threatening “I know what you freaks are up to!” Jason dashes, ass still leaking cum, with a vow not to tell anyone! That promise sounds a little hollow…
