Chapter 3: Bear Hunt: Parker
August 20. Rook decides to ride my d**k, jumping up and down on the d**k, obviously having the time of his life. His own hard mass bobs between his legs as his balls slap against my pelvic bone. He lets out a moan of pleasure, releases three bubbles of spew from his c**k, and continues his ride.
I roll my palms up and over his chest and discover his n*****s, which are pinched and pulled. Next, I jack my weight into him, bang the bear, and enjoy his ride, just as much as he enjoys my d**k jammed up his tight and hard rear.
“Jack me off,” he says above me.
I listen to his instruction, grasp his Colt model d**k with my right palm, and begin to throttle it up and down, similar to the cop’s motion at my center. Instinctively, I jerk his c**k with lively motion a
