“There are two ways to take it, boy. Open yourself up to Jambo and ride with ‘Fat Stick’ or fight the yoke. Either way, I take my pleasure. The question is how much discomfort you will feel.”
Jambo’s ‘Fat Stick’ begins to rise, possibly with the thought of penetrating the blond youth’s tight aperture, possibly with the sight of the squirming, pink flesh, probably due to both.
Jambo laughs, toys with his p***s to apply the remnants of the lubricant, then grasps the testicles of his captive.
“When Lady Constance was young, she used to insist on watching me open up her more truculent acquisitions. ‘Slow and deep’, she used to admonish. ‘Make it memorable.’”
Jambo steps forward as he speaks. His massive hands slip under the lad’s hips and lifts. His erection is huge and raging.
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