Eliah's Verification 2-8
Added 2019-06-06 18:20:48 +0000 UTCWow, Damn, Oh God, Help. Eliah hung onto the poles for dear life as he waited atop the dais as one by one, the club members approached and individually found their way to 'enjoy' and 'encourage' him. He finally had little strength left to hold on, particularly when hands and tongues raked over his flesh seeking to 'experience' him totally. Owen stood firmly against his back, his own handsome club of a cock warming the valley of Eliah's firm muscled ass. Eliah began to think he had landed in heaven and in hell. He participated and watched as his every nerve ending, sexual receptor and sensual sensation known to exist was centered in his rigid rod of a cock and bloated balls, then blasted full speed into his brain, as man after man delivered their best to him. His sex was assailed by tongues, hands, teeth, stubble, throats, masturbation and outright worship. Repeatedly, time after time as he approached the pinnacle of sexual release he was dragged back from the brink, only to be pushed up the mountain again and again. Each time more rigid and firmer, thicker, longer! These men knew and explored every way possible to satisfy and excite a man's cock. Eliah's chest was heaving, his breath literally being sucked out of his body through his teased out piss slit as mouth after mouth practiced their 'skills' on Eliah's big cock. His legs quaked and his broad back and muscular ass tensed. "Let Me Cum! Please Let Me CUM!!"
