Big As They Come II

Keith Stratton dropped to his knees before Daryl Brock, his lips parting to take in the thick length of Daryl's mancock. He swallowed it deep, tongue swirling along the pulsing shaft, savoring the salty heat. Daryl's hand roamed, fingers tracing Keith's cleft before pushing into that tight asshole—two digits at first, stretching and probing with firm intent. Keith moaned around the cock in his mouth, his body arching into the invasion. Daryl pulled back, spun Keith around like a prize ready for claiming. He gripped Keith's hips and plunged his fat cock into that yielding ass, burying himself to the hilt in one forceful thrust. He rode him hard and fast, skin slapping against skin, each drive a relentless rhythm that built like a storm. Keith groaned with raw pleasure, his voice breaking into gasps, until Daryl tensed and squirted his hot load of cream deep inside, filling him completely.