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âiâm happy you feel that way, kid, but are you gonna be able to give me what i need? thereâs a difference between just talking yourself up and pure action.â charlie fully believed that brock was gonna be able to come through for him. he just had that kind of studly aura that resonated so well with him. however, that didnât mean he was gonna make easy for him. âget your pen and paper out, bud. itâs time for your examâŠ.â he says before pushing himself up to his feet, ass still leaking. âquestion one: how long can you last with me on your face before you tap out?â he takes brock and puts him on the lounger before stepping over his head and giving both large cheeks a smack to get them moving. âno shame in calling it quits. iâve been meaning to get a new dildo and yours is right up my alley.â if the fratboy wanted to âprove his worthâ, heâd have to go up against charlieâs power-bottom side and âtameâ him in a sense. he lowered himself down on his face and pushed his hands into his abs for balance before starting to ride his face.
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âDid you miss me pounding your ass a new one? Iâm all action.â Brock growled in the manâs ear before he hooked his fingers to his hips and pulled him back. He was already hard again and rutted over Charlieâs hole, all but daring to slip himself back in. The man slipped out from under him, so Brock took his place and laid back with his hands behind his head. âIâd pass out first before I tap out. Smother me with your ass for all I care. Thatâs my way to go.â Brock reaches up to smack Charlieâs ass again after the man does it himself. He raked his fingers over the furry globes and fought the urge to just pull him down onto his face. This was Charlieâs turn to âproveâ himself, so Brock just waited until he was face to face with his taint. âWork those hips for me, Charlie.â Brock mumbles though his cheeks before swiping his tongue up to lap at his own leaking come.









