Ploughed by a big cock to ecstasy
Under the bright midday sun, the wood vibrated with stifling heat, the air charged with sexual tension. Cocksucker, a slim-bodied redneck with skin glistening with sweat, arrived at the same time as Maxandre. The latter, virile, with a thick beard and dripping hairy chest, wore worn shorts that molded his massive cock.
Their bodies collided, lips crushing in a voracious kiss, tongues intertwining with hungry passion. Sweat poured, their mouths devoured each other, a mixture of saliva and raw heat. Cocksucker plunged into Maxandre's armpit, licking the salty skin, xxxxicated with its musky scent. Maxandre's hands, large and firm, grasped Cocksucker's hairy buttocks, spreading them firmly, his fingers grazing the warm, throbbing hole.
Cocksucker knelt briefly, his mouth swallowing Maxandre's thick, hairy cock just enough to lubricate it with drool. Then Maxandre yanked him to his feet, slamming him face-down against a tree, the bark scratching Cocksucker's skin. Maxandre's hands spread the hairy buttocks, exposing the tight, already quivering hole. He slammed his massive cock against the buttocks, the sound echoing through the clearing again and again, before positioning his glistening glans at the entrance.
Without waiting, Maxandre thrust bareback, Cocksucker's hole opened under the pressure of his thick cock. A moan escaped Cocksucker, his body trembling as Maxandre filled him, inch by inch, until his hairy balls slapped against the skin. The action was majestic: Maxandre thrust his cock in with hard passion, each stroke making Cocksucker moan, his fingers clawing at the bark. The hairy hole, hot and wet, stretched around the cock, squeezing with each withdrawal, amplifying the burning friction.
Maxandre varied the rhythm, sometimes slow and deep, letting Cocksucker feel every vein of his cock, sometimes fast and intense, his hips slamming powerfully, making the hairy buttocks vibrate. Sweat poured down, their bodies sliding against each other, the smell of sex saturating the air. Maxandre grabbed Cocksucker's hips, his nails digging into the flesh, and accelerated, pounding relentlessly. Cocksucker's dilated hole throbbed under the pleasure, each thrust sending waves of intense pleasure.
Finally, Maxandre roared, his balls contracting as he unloaded in powerful spurts, filling Cocksucker's hole with burning cum.
Cocksucker, arched, panting, felt the heat wash over him, his own body quivering with raw ecstasy.
They lay there, glued together by sweat, their bodies glistening in the sweltering sun, the echo of their fucking echoing in the wood.