Yes, sir. Four big guys, and they grab on my thighs, blow up my guts like the Fourth of July. If they keep fucking my butt, then I might just cry. Poop is even spraying on my eyes. He lick my dick and the cum starts spraying. Charging up my dick, I'ma go super sane. When it comes to fucking booty, I don't do much playing. I whispered in his ear like, hey, are you staying? He said, yeah, I'm not leaving. I guess he's George Floyd. Cause I always leave him not breathing. He chew on my dick like a baby that's teething. I'm fucking a *****. I think his name's Stephen Hawking.