The very thought of having sex with \u2014 or at the very least watching \u2014 someone who is depraved, gets of on defiling what is pure or sacrosanct, and throws himself headfirst into debauchery, drives many of us to the very place we long to be: connected to a live wire, living in the moment, the thrill of sexual pleasure in unusual places coursing through our veins. Just think about the most intense sexual pleasure you\u2019ve experienced. Chances are it was in a public place with the risk of getting caught or someplace completely different from any other place where you\u2019ve blown a load or two. And if you thought the previous solo scenes featured depraved thrill seekers, think again. We offer up Rick Bauer. Probably the most depraved of the defiling debauchers we\u2019ve met in a long time. Beneath the sweet and innocent look lurks a sexual adrenaline junkie . We caught up with Rick on the same day he purchased his new leather boots. Naturally, the smell of the leather and the thrill of showing off for us already had him in quite a state. Then he cruised a couple of guys and tried to lure them to come with us while we filmed. Unfortunately, they wouldn\u2019t join in so we had no other choice \u2014 please, someone twist our arm, quick! \u2014 except to follow. We wondered where he was taking us and when we found ourselves in a secluded and neglected spot of a cemetery, we were at once appalled yet aroused. Pushing aside all disturbing thoughts of having sex in a place of rest, it made sense. It\u2019s the one thing that makes us feel most alive. Doing something you shouldn\u2019t be doing in a place where you shouldn\u2019t be doing it. And do it Rick does! Jerking off that mouth-watering, juicy fat cock with the foreskin slipping back and forth. Sniffing deeply of his boots. Already near the edge of cumming because of the thrill of discovery, Rick fires off an enormous load all over his new boots , that left us all in various stages of erection discomfort. Even after he left us, he lingered in our thoughts and all we could do was whip out our cock and leave behind a couple of loads soaking into the ground. <\/p>\n