Parole: Bruce Beckham and Eddy Ceetee
Probation officers look for their man, who is mysteriously absent. With two hours to kill, they choose to rehearse their searching procedure on one another. Bruce Beckham gets up against the divider, yet chuckles at accomplice Eddy Ceetee’s abilities: “You gotta be more exhaustive than that!
Truly get in there… ensure you get in the groin territory, as well.” Eddy needs to perceive what Bruce is stowing away, and is before long stroking the stud’s massive meat. They grasp, their buff bodies scouring against one another. Vortex licks down Bruce’s tight edge and inundates his mammoth, slurping up the veiny shaft as a spit strand associates his facial hair. Spit dribbles from Bruce’s pole to the ground as the “Great cocksucker!” grins up at him.
Bruce draws him back before getting his smooth hole tongued, at that point asks Eddy to go “Quicker!” as he’s squeezed against the divider for a hard fuck. Bruce fucks him back, kissing Eddy’s bushy leg and licking his calfskin boot as he hammers his hole—the two before long squirting.
