#hot as fuuuuck
Alpha Stud spotted.
Meet Waseem from Cairo. He just want to show his perfectly cut body for us to worship and drool over. This guy’s a tease, I ask to blow him when I was in Egypt last month, he just laugh and made me palm his bulge. Damn.
Hail Egyptian Studs!!!
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Alpha Stud spotted.
Mohammad really wanted to be featured in the blog. So he sent these photos of him. Damn he is one hot piece of daddy meat.
Hail Palestinian Alpha Studs!!!
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Bulging Jock Spotted.
Let’s tick our list with this sexy Algerian Stud currently living in Germany. Say Hi to Mourad.
What would you offer to be with this sexy wolf?
Hail Algerian Studs!!!
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Yummy mummy wifey
Thanks to @wifeyforlife69 for this smoking hot submission. Follow this sexy couple for more! Don’t wait follow them asapPost link
TrickorTreat
Just released from rikers
GG4 hydro
PK hydro
Astoundingly accurate!!!
One for the Collection
“DAMN!”
The old guy looks up from his coffee and sees, through the window, the attractive wife of his neighbour struggling to fill her husband’s car with gas.
He has watched her many times, enjoying the sway of her hips as she walks in high heels; the curve of her ass and breasts; exchanged pleasantries with her husband while ogling her. And here she is, all dolled up for a night out in a tight, shiny dress and fuck-me heels. He slowly gets to his feet and leaves the coffee shop, crossing the parking lot watching her teetering on heels as she pumps gas.
“You having fun there?”
She looks up and smiles at the familiar face
“Hi, it’s …Bob …isn’t it?! Can you help me. I don’t know what I’m doing!”
She’s a little bit drunk. The old guy smiles lazily. His name isn’t Bob. But that doesn’t matter. He’s had an idea. A very good idea.
“I can see that. You done filled your diesel car with gas”
Her face falls.
“Oh my God. My husband is gonna kill me!”
The old guy steps forward and takes the pump off her. Sheaths it.
“This might just be your lucky day Mrs…”
“Harmon. Call me Kathy. Is there anything I can do?”
“Nope. You can’t do a thing, Kathy; but I can. Besides, you shouldn’t be driving all like that. Anything could happen t'you”
She looks chastened and shrugs, making big goo-goo eyes at the nice man.
“We best get this straightened out. Looks like you’re apt to fall outta that dress any minute”
He tells her he can drive her car, carefully, back to his garage, and then he can drain the tank, fix it up good as new.
“Your old man won’t need to know a thing”
“You’d do that for me?”
She smiles at him gratefully. What a nice old man.
He smiles and holds out his hand
“Give me your keys. Let’s get you fixed up”
Forty minutes later, her car is tucked away in his garage, her shiny dress is in a heap, and she’s all fixed up.
She’s neatly gagged and bound hand and foot and strapped into a harness. The harness is suspended from the ceiling on chains, and can move up and down on a pulley. He is naked and ready. She is starting to come round.
Her beautiful tits are bare, bound tightly with rope, standing proud, nipples pink and stiff. She still has on her fuck-me shoes.
“I expect you thought this night’d end differently didn’t you, Kathy”
He murmurs, tightening her bonds
“Maybe meet some guy, flirt with him…maybe slip off your wedding ring?”
He runs a calloused hand over each smooth naked part of her. Smells her sweat and perfume.
“Maybe one of those black guys you girls seem to like so much. Get yourself a good fucking then run back t'your husband”
He strokes her hair and kisses her ear. Points across the room.
“I got my camera all ready. All set. Baby, you gonna be a pornstar”
She starts to struggle, but the old man knows his knots.
“Well, thems the breaks. Coulda bin you got picked up by some murderer or rapist. You’d be lying dead in a ditch right now, huh?”
She doesn’t reply. She can only grunt.
“I ain’t gonna force you. Cause I know you want this. You do want this don’t you?”
She stares at him pleadingly, eyes on stalks
“I know you’re anxious to proceed, so I’ll quit talking”
Her eyes roam down to where his huge veined penis swings lazily to and fro, hardened by God knows how much medication.
He positions himself on a stool beneath the hanging chair and lowers her jerkily until she is positioned directly over his standing cock. He begins to grope at her, feeling her distended breasts and nipples, pinching and twisting them til she tries to wriggle away. But her ass and pussy are exposed, completely accessible.
Then she feels his fingers inside her, exploring, feeling her growing wetness.
“Figure you ‘bout ready. Now I want you to look straight at that camera there and give a big smile. You gonna be a sensation”
Slowly he lowers her and guides his rigid cock into her gaping pussy.
Like a beautiful butterfly, impaled.
