In the dimly lit glory hole booth, eager stallions tease tight, puckered holes with probing fingers and slick tongues, priming the anonymous cum collectors for invasion. On the other side of the wall, horny bottoms—nervously excited and dripping with anticipation—wait to be stretched and filled by throbbing horse cocks. Each hole yields swiftly to flared heads and veiny shafts that plunge deep, rearranging guts and milking every inch of rigid horse meat. The stallions pound relentlessly, switching between holes to maximize the ride. They start slow, building tension, then ramp up to fast, hard, and brutally deep thrusts, clearing their minds to edge the ecstasy as tight asses grip and pulse around them. For the bottoms, it’s an intense, sweat-soaked marathon of submission, their holes wrecked and trained to crave stallion cock anytime, anywhere. Non-stop hammering against their prostates draws out dumb moans and whimpers, destroying any chance of a tight seal ever again. Nerves tingle as each cock swells, unleashing hot floods of cum deep inside—marking them as perfect cumdumps, honored vessels absorbing every thick load. When a stallion pulls out, the gaped hole stays open, ready for the next hung top to claim it.
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Breeding Wall Studs Vol. 7: Bareback Gangbang Loads
In the dimly lit glory hole booth, eager stallions tease tight, puckered holes with probing fingers and slick tongues, priming the anonymous cum collectors for invasion. On the other side of the wall, horny bottoms—nervously excited and dripping with anticipation—wait to be stretched and filled by throbbing horse cocks. Each hole yields swiftly to flared heads and veiny shafts that plunge deep, rearranging guts and milking every inch of rigid horse meat. The stallions pound relentlessly, switching between holes to maximize the ride. They start slow, building tension, then ramp up to fast, hard, and brutally deep thrusts, clearing their minds to edge the ecstasy as tight asses grip and pulse around them. For the bottoms, it’s an intense, sweat-soaked marathon of submission, their holes wrecked and trained to crave stallion cock anytime, anywhere. Non-stop hammering against their prostates draws out dumb moans and whimpers, destroying any chance of a tight seal ever again. Nerves tingle as each cock swells, unleashing hot floods of cum deep inside—marking them as perfect cumdumps, honored vessels absorbing every thick load. When a stallion pulls out, the gaped hole stays open, ready for the next hung top to claim it.