Eliad Costa and John Despe

John Despe definitely knows what he wants. He and Eliad Costa are alone in a dingy backroom in a French warehouse. Highly compliant Eliad is already on the floor, dressed only in a jockstrap and a balaclava, slutty ass in the air, ready for whatever John has in store for him.

For starters, John wants his dick sucked. So Eliad dutifully sets to work, sucking hard and then choking on John’s huge, veiny, uncut penis. John slaps his sub-boy, showing him who’s boss and making it crystal clear that the dom top is to be obeyed. Eliad’s needs—beyond the rush of pleasure associated with serving his hung master—are utterly irrelevant.

John soon has his lubed-up finger lodged firmly inside Eliad’s hole. It needs to be wet and open for the 10-inch dildo John’s about to shove into it. It takes a while for the huge sex toy to work its way into the passive slut’s tight, quivering hole. At times Eliad feels like he’s being torn in two.

John tosses the dildo aside and thrusts his throbbing member into Eliad’s gaping ass. Eliad grunts and his eyes water as John relentlessly and aggressively pounds him. John has needed this all day and he’s incapable of holding back. His balls and thighs slam hard against Eliad’s juicy butt cheeks. Eliad has never experienced such savage penetration.

John pulls out and jerks himself as Eliad pleasures his sloppy hole with the dildo. John’s rock hard penis erupts like a volcano. Ropes of semen spray across the room.