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I Barack was having the time of my life in a gay bar. This is my secret life. I like big meaty sausages, but the United States can't know. I look over at the dance floor and spots a fit bloke. He has long slim sexy legs, a nice small ass, a dimple the size of my asshole, green eyes, and curly locks up to his shoulders. A complete hot prince. I feel my member pulsing. I walk over and dance with him. He eyes me sexily with hungry eyes. "My names harry, fuck me" he whispers and that's enough for me. I take him to my suite. I obviosuly open him up with my long fingers. He finally whimpers "get in me " I say "of course baby." I fuck him so hard and so good. He reaches for his dick and I swat this hand away. "Please." He moans. "No baby im going to make love to you so good, you'll come untouched. That got him going. He cums untouched like the good little boy he is.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 31, 2017 ⏰

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