Andolini XXL & Occitan Prince Bareback Breeding Trailer
Managing the VIP Lounge at The French Connection marks my first solo venture under the Parrain’s wing—a step up in responsibility with exclusive perks, like first dibs on the hottest escorts. Take Occitan: this stunning young Parisian stud is eager to climb the ranks as a top gay escort, and I’m personally training him to command premium rates from discerning clients. We both stand to rake in serious profits once he’s polished. I summoned him to my private spot for lesson one. Stripped bare and kneeling, he took my cock deep in his throat, gagging and sputtering as I face-fucked him relentlessly. His real struggles only fueled my fire—the choking sounds, the tears—pure bliss. I praised him as a good boy, coaching him on the art of deepthroating for clients who crave submission or total control. I could’ve easily painted his face with my hot load right there. But that perfect ass called to me. Firm, round, and begging for it, his tight hole is a natural-born paradise for pounding. No training needed; he’s a born fuckboy, writhing and moaning as I slammed into him again and again. When I finally edged close, he pleaded for me to breed him deep—such a eager, whimpering slut. What an ass, what a boy!
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Andolini XXL & Occitan Prince Bareback Breeding Trailer
Managing the VIP Lounge at The French Connection marks my first solo venture under the Parrain’s wing—a step up in responsibility with exclusive perks, like first dibs on the hottest escorts. Take Occitan: this stunning young Parisian stud is eager to climb the ranks as a top gay escort, and I’m personally training him to command premium rates from discerning clients. We both stand to rake in serious profits once he’s polished. I summoned him to my private spot for lesson one. Stripped bare and kneeling, he took my cock deep in his throat, gagging and sputtering as I face-fucked him relentlessly. His real struggles only fueled my fire—the choking sounds, the tears—pure bliss. I praised him as a good boy, coaching him on the art of deepthroating for clients who crave submission or total control. I could’ve easily painted his face with my hot load right there. But that perfect ass called to me. Firm, round, and begging for it, his tight hole is a natural-born paradise for pounding. No training needed; he’s a born fuckboy, writhing and moaning as I slammed into him again and again. When I finally edged close, he pleaded for me to breed him deep—such a eager, whimpering slut. What an ass, what a boy!