All three of these men may be submissive mares, but that doesn’t mean that I am going to treat them like one size fits all. After oiling up Jaxx Cody’s chest, my hands roamed south and began tugging ever-so-slightly on his heavy sack that dangled just under his hole. If his hole were clasped so tight that he couldn’t take my cock, this would be the end of our fun, but instead I felt his muscles work themselves around my shaft, which only told me he wanted more; he needed more. Once he was finished, I gagged Jaxx with the gay horse bridle, the leather handle framing the newly assessed mare’s still semi-hard cock perfectly as he stood in silence. Snapping my fingers, I called Cody Seiya to the platform. A bit more aggressive with my oil application, I slapped my palms against his tattooed chest.
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