In chatting with new boy Alan Davis, dick director Max Carter learns he’s a DJ, or as Alan puts it, “I make beats.” We like our boys comfortable and happy so if he likes a beat, lets watch him beat it! This kid is the absolute freshest of the fresh, brand new and nasty and cute as hell! The tight twink strips slowly, flirting at the camera with his fuck me boy face. His sexy black underwear start to tighten as Carter caresses his smooth skin. He reaches inside revealing Davis’s dick, already rock hard and throbbing. The barely there pubic hair flatters his horny hard-on. Max makes him bend over and much to Davis’s delight, Carter cracks the seal on his happy hole. This boy loves the camera, eyeballing it as he rubs his fresh flesh and jacks his giant. Max makes us feel like we’re there with some yummy POV angles as he handles the kids hammer. Alan has a perfect pout, full red lips that part as he gets close. He closes his eyes, tilts his head back and as if reading his mind, Max lends two thick fingers, allowing him to fire. Pure virgin white pulp jets out and onto his lily white, tight torso. Happy with his pearly treasure, Alan ends with a smile on his face.
In chatting with new boy Alan Davis, dick director Max Carter learns he’s a DJ, or as Alan puts it, “I make beats.” We like our boys comfortable and happy so if he likes a beat, lets watch him beat it! This kid is the absolute freshest of the fresh, brand new and nasty and cute as hell! The tight twink strips slowly, flirting at the camera with his fuck me boy face. His sexy black underwear start to tighten as Carter caresses his smooth skin. He reaches inside revealing Davis’s dick, already rock hard and throbbing. The barely there pubic hair flatters his horny hard-on. Max makes him bend over and much to Davis’s delight, Carter cracks the seal on his happy hole. This boy loves the camera, eyeballing it as he rubs his fresh flesh and jacks his giant. Max makes us feel like we’re there with some yummy POV angles as he handles the kids hammer. Alan has a perfect pout, full red lips that part as he gets close. He closes his eyes, tilts his head back and as if reading his mind, Max lends two thick fingers, allowing him to fire. Pure virgin white pulp jets out and onto his lily white, tight torso. Happy with his pearly treasure, Alan ends with a smile on his face.
