Fucking Tyler
Tyler is the kind of man who makes you want to skip the warmup.

He knelt and swallowed me until his chin was wet and his eyes locked on mine; I pressed my hand into the back of his curly hair and held him there while his mouth worked the shaft.

I wanted more of him than his mouth.

I pinned his shoulders flat, pushed his legs apart, and fucked him face down until his mouth fell open and he grabbed the sheets; then I flipped him over, wrapped his legs around my waist, and pumped deeper while I kissed him. I spread his thigh with my palm and sucked his dick until his back arched off the bed.

It's up now. Come see it.