His cock sat heavy in my hand. Swelling and growing to its f..
Added 2018-03-22 10:35:31 +0000 UTCHis cock sat heavy in my hand. Swelling and growing to its full potential. Aching for release. It was a sight to behold. A thick tool, uncut with a heavy hood so like my own. A dark bush left wild and untamed. It smelt of sweat and the warmth of summer. It smelt like a man. Virile, masculine and heady. He was sweating now as I worked him. Grunting and moaning for me. Showing me I was doing a good job by performing his pleasure. That cock was a sight to behold. Foreskin wet with his precum and my spit, slick with lust. His hand rested on the side of my face. It would be soon. His huge and godly cock solid in my hands, full mast and sailing towards the horizon of completion. Pump. Pump. Up. Down. I left his power and passion in my grip I stroked him to completion. His body heavy and relaxing as his manhood/godhood was spent across my face. "Good boy" he said. A happy daddy and a happy Pony.
