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The way Caleb's expression melts in response to the doctor's large hands and larger dick brings a smile to Wolf's face. And for his part, Milo very much looked forward to their almost daily encounters in the clubhouse. Damien and Mr. Marko spent the entire afternoon fucking in every position that they could think of. Mesmerized by the taste, his head bobs back and forth, taking everything Wolf has to offer.

And so far, so good! One time, when the two of them were making out in the clubhouse, Milo shared a secret with his tall tower of a boss: Milo found himself daydreaming while busy at work in a client’s garden and he would often fantasize about Bob, about how the giant landscaper was so much larger than himself and about Bob’s beautiful, huge cock.

The garden was Wolf's property. Not when he was inside this nymph, not ever.

Damien’s cock stiffened immediately when Mr. Marko gave his ass a squeeze with those giant hands. The intensity of his boss plunging that long shaft all the way in and then quickly pulling out, would cause the young boy to jump and howl with both delight and pain, the two mixing together into the same sensation. Wolf wastes not a drop of seed in his climax, filling the boy's hole to the brim with his sticky love.

It was clear as crystal that the salivating giant could not get enough, and neither could Milo. But before he could share that thought, Mr. Marko shared his own. For his part, Damien could not get enough of Mr. Marko’s mountainous body. He has owned this bottom's body for several months now, repeatedly—in his office, in his country home, and now, in the garden of his estate.

He yearned to feel Mr. Marko deep inside of him. Marko’s newest client Damien called for the muscular daddy plumber to check the pipes for a leak in the basement. The imprint of the lawn chair digs into Caleb's palms as he's filled with yet another load from his DILF doctor-lover. The tall, hung top feeds the hungry twink his king-sized cock patiently.

The doctor's shaft slides past his lips, overwhelms his taste buds, and threatens the edge of his throat. Bob, overwhelmed by passion and exhaustion from a hard day’s work, could only last so long. Bob’s all-too-soon orgasm bubbled forth as he rammed into his tiny coworker over, and over, and over again. His fair lashes flutter lazily —until a large shadow brushes over his peach face.