Barefoot and with boners bulging just behind the flies of black jeans, Parker sat on Heath’s lap and kissed him passionately. They’d hooked up in the past and had good memories of their encounter. Much like I’d filmed Parker plenty of times, always with good memories, and I’d had Heath on my to-film list for years. Timing finally aligned and we were all in Vegas together and decided to make it happen. Parker pulled off Heath’s denim dick prison and revealed his raging erection. It was a beautiful, towering cut cock complimented with loose, low hanging balls. A package Parker couldn’t wait to get his mouth on.
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