Hardon Family 05 Convention Surprise
John was in an unusual position! Unusual for him, that is. At six-four, two hundred pounds, with an eleven-inch slab of meat that jutted out like a monster club from a jungle of crotch hair when he was hard—like he was now—he didn't often find himself on his knees at the edge of a king-sized bed, resting his weight on his forearms, so that his hard-muscled butt was sticking in the air. And he didn't often find himself waiting eagerly to play mare to another man's stallion—like he was...