Dirty!
2009·23 min·97% liked·9.5K Views
Blu Kennedy freezes, siphoning hose in hand, caught red-handed with Scott Tanner's pickup. Scott doesn't hesitate. He drags the young thief forward and shoves his thick cock down Blu's throat, the redneck's shaft stretching those lips wide. Blu gags, eyes watering, but Scott holds firm, thrusting until spit drips from the corners of that pretty mouth.
He bends Blu over next, yanking down his jeans to bare that pale ass. The paddle cracks down—sharp, stinging slaps that echo in the night air. Blu squeals like a stuck pig, his carrot-top hair matted with sweat, each whack leaving red welts blooming across his skin. The punishment stings, but something shifts. Heat builds. Turns raw and hungry.
Scott softens then, kneeling to soothe those smarting cheeks with his tongue—long, eager licks tracing the welts, dipping into the cleft. He devours Blu's cock next, slurping it deep, lips sealed tight around the throbbing length. Blu moans, legs trembling.
Blu stretches out on the truck bed, knees to chest, hole exposed and quivering. Scott presses in slow, his dick breaching that tight ring, inch by inch until he's buried balls-deep. They shift—Blu on his side, then riding Scott's lap—bodies slick and grinding. Scott ramps up, pounding harder, faster, the slap of skin on skin like thunder. He unloads at last, flooding Blu's ass with hot spurts of cum, waxing that passage white.
Blu follows, cock erupting in ropes across his belly. Both collapse, spent, engines run dry in the hillbilly afterglow.













