Exhausted after handling slabs of meat all day, Hans Berlin complains to Tommy Defendi that he needs something to make him feel better. Tommy wonders if his cock fits the bill. This slab of meat is definitely to Hans’ liking. He opens his mouth to accept Tommy’s offer, becoming more energized with every millimeter that passes his lips. Tommy’s tube steak is juicy, fat and veiny, and he patiently feeds it to Hans, who keeps his right hand busy jacking his own dick while he sucks. When Tommy is ready to pack Hans’ meat, he begins by sampling the buns, which are smooth and succulent with a furry crack. In a low, husky voice, Hans urges, ‘fuck me, man.’ Tommy takes the direction and plows through the buns he just ate. Lying on his back on a wooden bench, Hans shudders under the impact of Tommy’s ramming. He punches Tommy’s chest and twists his nipples. As the heat level reaches well done, Hans shoots a blast of cum over his shoulder. Tommy aims his load at Hans’ mouth, delivering ten swift blasts of jism!
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San Francisco Meat Packers – Part 2 – Tommy Defendi -amp; Hans Berlin
