Luna Rishi Takes On Four Well-endowed Men In An Intense Anal Session

No worries, Mattie.” He’d remembered my name! “I’m hungry,” said Mattie. “G’day.” he said. We shared the packet of chips. Jeez. Sounds like an expensive cupboard or a food processor. I felt him come into me. But he doesn’t love me. I didn’t care. He was amazin’ly handsome, with thick curly brown hair bleached tan at the ends by salt and sun, pale blue eyes, a straight, thin aristocratic nose, the kind of chin which still looks good even when you get jowls, a dancer’s neck column, shoulders like Superman, and pecs to match. I swallowed some water and coughed. I sure as fuck wasn’t gonna get that with Gazza. Suddenly I was rugby-tackled from behind and went straight down onto the lawn. It was hot, lyin’ still in the sun. But you have a flat in Carlton, too?”
“Yeah.