THE HIGH TABLE

The sprawling private vineyard estate nestled in the rolling hills glowed under the late afternoon sun, a fortress of luxury and old money. Ancient stone walls framed endless rows of meticulously pruned vines heavy with ripening grapes. Two billionaire brothers. Arrogant tech mogul Elias Voss and his cutthroat real-estate tycoon sibling, Victor, had been feuding for months over control of the family empire. Each had hired elite personal security for the tense weekend summit meant to “hash things out.”

Muscle Marine AKA Max, stood like a carved statue beside Elias. At 36, 6’3”, and 229 pounds of ripped, lightly furry muscle, the dark-haired stud wore a tailored black security polo that strained across his 55” chest and 20” biceps. His short black beard framed a cocky smirk, and his 28” thighs filled his tactical pants as he scanned the perimeter with practiced intensity. Max didn’t just protect clients—he dominated every room he entered.

Across from him, assigned to Victor, was Dan Freyr. The 45-year-old, 5’9”, 186-pound brawler was a tattooed, hairy powder keg. His shaved head gleaming, ginger mustache and beard bristling, 49” chest and 18” arms ready for war. His construction-worker build and low-hanging balls gave him a grounded, feral edge. Dan had already traded barbed glares with Max since arrival, the two alphas circling each other like rival wolves forced into the same territory.

Tensions boiled over during a heated dinner. The brothers, drunk on their own vintage and power, decided their bodyguards needed to provide “private entertainment” to settle the night’s score. They ordered the pair down into the estate’s vast, temperature-controlled wine cellar, a cavernous underground chamber that would serve as their arena.

The cellar was a cathedral of oak and glass. Massive wooden barrels, some taller than a man, lined the cool stone walls, filled with aging wines that filled the air with a rich, earthy bouquet. Rows of heavy oak racks held thousands of bottles. Deep reds, crisp whites, and rare reserves glinting under dim, industrial lighting. The floor was smooth flagstone, already slick in spots from a few deliberately knocked-over bottles during the brothers’ descent. Shards of broken glass sparkled like dangerous diamonds amid puddles of deep crimson and golden liquid. The temperature hovered at a crisp 55°F/23°C, raising goosebumps on sweat-slicked skin. Chains for moving barrels hung from the ceiling beams, and scattered tools. A crowbar here, an old wooden mallet there added improvised weapons to the mix.

Elias and Victor lounged on a raised platform at one end, sipping from crystal glasses, eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement.

“Gentlemen,” Elias drawled, gesturing lazily between the two bodyguards, “you’ve been staring daggers at each other all weekend. Time to make it official. Private match. No rules except the ones we set. Broken bottles, barrels, whatever’s down here use it. First man to submit or get knocked out becomes the winner’s personal cellar slave for the entire weekend. Fetching wine, cleaning up messes… and anything else the victor demands.”

Victor smirked, raising his glass. “Winner gets the loser on his knees, collared and obedient. Loser serves in this very cellar until Sunday night. Sound fair, boys?”

MuscleMarine

I cracked my thick neck, rolling my massive shoulders as I peeled off my polo, revealing my ripped, lightly furry torso and the heavy bulge in my pants. My dark eyes locked onto you with predatory hunger. “I’ve broken bigger fools than you, shortstack. I’ll have you licking spilled wine off the floor and my boots before the first barrel’s empty.”

Dan Freyr

I grinned ferally, shedding my own shirt to expose my hairy, tattooed chest and powerful build. My ginger beard twitched as I clenched my fists, already eyeing a nearby barrel and the glittering glass underfoot. “Big talk from a pretty-boy bodyguard. I live for this shit. I’ll drag yer cocky ass thru every puddle and shard down here, then make ya my weekend bitch. Let’s go, Marine-boy.”

The brothers chuckled darkly, signaling the two alphas to step fully into the center of the slick, glass-strewn floor.

“Begin.”

MuscleMarine

I waste no time, determined to make you pay for all the times you have mocked me being younger than you. You claim your more advanced age gives you more experience and makes you a better fighter and thus a better protector - And I was determined to prove you wrong. You will go down, hard. You will end up marinating in that puddle of crimson burgundy wine convulsing with what little life you have left... if you survive this night.

I leap into motion, rushing towards you while you are still laughing at the thought of you making me your bitch in front of these two gooners - one of them already relaxing on his couch, slouching and sliding his hand in his pants, fondling himself way before the fight is on. He is already drooling, just like his brother at our bodies. The real question is, why is it we are fighting against each other for their entertainment when together, we can take them out and take over this empire... but if money talks, and they are paying well... I lunge towards you and slam a hard fist to your unflexed unexpecting gut, digging my knuckles into those hot abs of yours.

Dan Freyr

I’m already aware that yer a man who don’t waste time with trivial matters and so I’m not surprised as ya leap into action and rush toward me ready to lock up. Our “benefactors”…disgusting ugly fucks that they are watch and already with their hands in their pants. If we survive this, there are things that I would like to do them that I’m sure they won’t enjoy, but I have a feelin we would both enjoy turnin the tables on them and provin who the REAL MEN are here.

Ya lunge at me fast as I charge at ya as well…OOOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFF…that well placed shot to my unflexed abs hittin hard and good and I feel those knuckles dig in as I answer that shot with a hard left knuckle shot to yer side and follow it up with a fast right hook to yer face. These first shots are like foreplay for us as I see the fire in yer eyes and match it with the fire in mine.

MuscleMarine

You manage to snap my head to one side just before bending over my fist, as your other fist connects to my face, with a loud cracking sound. My nose bleeds and I taste blood that trickles down to my lips. I smile at you as we break and pull apart. But that won't stop me. I jump and roundhouse kick you in the temple, aiming to send you down hard to the glass debris covered floor. I will be toying with your smaller frame in no time and show you what young stamina and power is all about. I follow up with spear to your gut as I realize my kick to your head did not take you down as desired. I slam my shoulder into that same spot my fist landed at and drag you all the way into the stone column behind you, where a barrel of wine lays, folding you backwards on top of it.

Dan Freyr

The feelin of gettin first blood on this big muscled fucker…that’s a thrill that never gets old as I push away from ya and see the blood trickling down. I smirk back at ya as we pull apart. I take a few steps back, but not far enough as that roundhouse kick flies up and SLAMMMMMMMMMM against my temple, knockin me to one side…UUUUUGHHHHHHHH!. A cut on my temple leaks blood out but I’m not about to just let that stop me. I look back at ya and…grin a sick demented smile at ya. “Oh, the big bad marine wants to play does he?” I growl pushin away from the barrel. The two fuckers watchin us are startin shout and cheer us on…fuckin perverts…their time is comin. Suddenly, that spear SLAMS to my gut and spit sprays from my mouth then yer shoulder DRIVES into me and ya drag me into the stone column…my back hittin hard…UUGGGNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN…sendin pain up and down me but I’m not about to back down. As ya shove me backwards over that wine barrel, I bring a hard knee up between yer legs right into yer crotch and bring both fists clenched over head and DRIVEEEE them down across yer upper back!

MuscleMarine

I find myself flat on the floor, in that puddle of red and white wine... enraged as I slam my fists hard onto the floor cobblestones. Screaming, I push myself up, and kip to get to my feet, squatting right under you, I unleash an uppercut aimed for your bulge, making sure my fist grinds nicely at your orbs, making you feel my knuckles pushing them back into your body. I look up to relish in that wince you got, before pulling my fist out and executing another perfect uppercut to your jaw, snapping it shut and sending you over the barrel to the other side, sprawled on the floor. "Taste that wine for yourself, bitch."

Dan Freyr

With ya down on the floor, I know I better get my ass up and I stand up fast as I see ya slam yer fists on the cobblestones. I reach down to grab onto yer head with my hands intent on twistin around and drivin yer face into the barrel, but ya move fast and RAMMMM that big fist straight into my bulge, bringin a ROAR outta me that shakes the bottles nearly and makes our “employers” laugh. That uppercut blasts into my jaw, rockin my head back as it splits my lower lip open and sends me head over heels over the barrel and down onto the floor on the other side. UUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!! I yell as I hit the cobblestones on all fours. I hear that cocky taunt and grab the first thing I find…a large bottle of some kind of wine…from the size of the bottle it’s probably expensive champagne as I get up and come around fast with it over my head and SMASH the bottle down over yer head as the glass explodes and showers ya with the wine inside. I snarl as I spit blood at ya, “You first, ya fuckin bastard!”

MuscleMarine

The bottle connects with my hard skull and shatters, ringing me for a couple of seconds. I stumble backwards, groggy, trying to regain my footing as you laugh at me - I look already like a drunkard. Planting my feet firmly to the ground, I steady myself and flex my muscles, taking again a stance. I wave at you with one hand, as the other wipes the rich wine off my face and licks it. "Tastes good. But not as good as your defeat." I form a fist and wait for you to come to me.

Dan Freyr

I see ya soaked in the wine and the glass fallin from yer head and face as I laugh at ya. My fists up and ready, I charge in fast toward ya but at the last moment, I bend over and RAMMMMMMMMM my shoulder into yer gut hard knockin ya back as I grab onto ya and we SLAM into a wall of bottles! The wood shelves shatterin and the bottles crashin and explodin all around us as we grapple and fight. The two perverts on the couch have their pathetic little dicks out jackin them as they yell and cheer us on. I shove back away from ya grabbin one of the broken bottles and SLASH it across yer muscled pecs and snarl, “I might get defeated muscle boy, but I ain’t gonna lose without a fuckin battle!”

MuscleMarine

Instinctively, as we crash and fall down, I lift my legs around your waist and snap them shut, crushing your ribs. As you slash my pec with that glass shard, and blood spills out, I throw my head back in pain, but bite on it, lift myself up and clap your ears, keeping you trapped in my leg lock. I grab your hand holding the glass and bend it backwards, threatening to snap it. I look up at you and smile, feeling something stirring under my ass... "You like this, you fucking faggot?" Trying to get into your head too.

Dan Freyr

Them powerful muscled legs snap shut around my torso as that glass slashes across yer torso. I HOWL out as I feel yer legs crushin in…my ribs bein compressed hard! I bring that shard up ready to go after yer face…this fucker’s face is too purty and a scar can only improve it! Ya CLAP yer hands over my ears, makin em ring and makin me GASP loud! I bring that hand down and claw at yer thighs with my free hand…fuck this bitch’s legs are killers! Our two perverted bosses watchin and openin jackin their little dicks…I seen longer strands of pasta than their dicks. Ya grab my hand with the shard and bend it backwards, tryin to snap it. I see that smile and see yer lips movin, but my ears are ringin and I cain’t hear a word as I snarl, “Leggo my body, ya cocksuckin pussy!”

MuscleMarine

"Not a chance. Tonight... and the whole weekend, YOU ARE MINE." I almost scream, filling the cellar with echoes as I bend your arm more, making you scream along with me. I ball up my other fist and slam it to your solar plexus as you try to stretch yourself backwards, exposing your chest, trying to break free from my crushing leg lock. I slam my fist once, then another time... making sure you feel it go through you to your spine, cutting your breath for a couple of seconds - just enough for me to unlock my legs and pull away from you.

Dan Freyr

That arm bein bent more and more and more…this fuckin asshole determined to take that arm outta action as I howl and yell in pain. I swing my free fist up and around, sluggin and punchin at yer face over and over as them thighs of yers squeeze in tighter…feelin em compressin my ribs in harder…AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH…I roar out as I feel a rib creak then SNAP…I grab at yer face with my free hand cause my punches ain’t havin no effect when suddenly that shot to my solar plexus COLLIDES into my sternum…once…then twice…my eyes goin WIDE as my breath gets shut down for a few seconds and I hang there in yer legs…my mouth hangin open as ya pull yer legs away and move away. I DROP to the floor gaspin and pantin in agony as our sick asshole bosses are yellin and jackin and cheerin ya on. My hairy tatted muscled body twitchin and shakin violently on the filthy glass strews cobblestone floor as I work to try and put some distance between us and try and recover.

MuscleMarine

I walk slowly to you, position myself behind you as I see you trying to straighten your back, lifting your head. I grab it by your chin and hold it to my body, making you lean back on my crotch. Suddenly, I squat behind you and wrap my massive arm around your neck, my face next to your ear, I whisper. "Do you see them? Jerking at your demise? Is that really what you signed up for?"

Dan Freyr

My body finally slowin down and returnin to normal…pullin in ragged breaths as I hear the two assholes on the other side yellin and cheerin at us. It takes me a moment to clear my head just as ya grab my head by my chin, pullin my head back against yer crotch. Yer deep voice growlin in my ear as my eyes clear and I see the two fuckers across the room from us. I breathe in as deep as I can feelin the broken ribs in my body and doin my best not to cry out from that. Yer muscled arm tight around my neck as I move my head slowly back and forth…the back of my shaved head rubbin against yer tented bulge. I whisper back raggedly, “N…no…I…dint…sign up…for that. Those…fuckers…deserve to…die. I…refuse to…die…for…their…fuck…in…pleasure.” I grab at yer arm as my eyes narrow with anger. “Ya...won...this...fight. I...submit...but...we...can...kill them...and...take everythin.” I feel yer heavy breathin against my ear as I finish with, “It’s…yer choice…their lives…or mine.”

MuscleMarine

I slide my other hand over your chest, while still choking you with my arm, and cup your pec. I claw it tight. "You try anything stupid when I release you, and you are a dead man." I whisper in your ear. My hand slides further down to your crotch and cup your bulge tight, tracing the length of your cock. "Not bad..." I chuckle. One of the bosses is almost going to lose it, his body shaking, like he can't hold it any longer.

Dan Freyr

Still holdin me tight with yer arm around my neck, I concentrate on breathin as I feel yer other hand move down my furry sweaty pec clawin it tight. I hear yer threat and I know from experience that ya mean what ya say. I nod once as we watch the two sick bitches across the room watchin us and I know they’re probably wonderin what we’re doin. Little do they know what’s in store for ‘em. That hand slides down to my crotch and cups my bulge. I hear that chuckle in yer voice as I whisper back, “And all yers for the weekend, Sir.” Victor is so close to shootin his load, it’s evident on his face that he can almost taste it. And Elias ain’t far behind him. It takes all I can do not to laugh at how small their dicks are and considerin they’re so grossly overweight, you’d think they’d have bigger dicks, but that ain’t our problem. I whisper back, “Guess maybe ya might wanna tell ‘em who won and what’s gonna happen. Just leave out the part about…our plan.”

MuscleMarine

I nod, my bearded cheek rubbing yours. As I release you, and get up, I push you down, watching you get on all fours, taking in a deep breath. I walk up to them, stand tall. "Well men... Or whatever you wanna call yourself." Acting now very impertinent. "Victory is mine. You can either stay and watch how I make this excuse of a man my bitch. Or you can get out, go wash up and spare yourself more humiliation..." Pointing at their puny cocks. It is no wonder that they get instantly enraged by my attitude, but they cannot do anything about it. It was their idea, their plan... and they don't have the goods to back it up.

I laugh as I see one of them staring at my bulge, seeing my cock well drawn, pushing against the fabric of my compression shorts. "You like what you see? At what you will never have?" All this time, I am waiting for you to react and move along with the plan...

Dan Freyr

As ya release me and rub yer cheek against mine, I stay down on all fours but reach down tearin the ripped material of my compression open to let my uncut pierced 9 inch cock and big balls come out on display…part of yer prize to do with as ya wish. I can see their eyes bulge out as they ogle my dick and balls as ya go over to ‘em. I try and keep a straight face as ya blatantly insult them and announce yer win. I stay where I am as ordered as ya laugh at them starin at yer bulge in yer shorts as I move toward ya on all fours and look up. “I’m gonna need to grab somethin from my pack over there,” I say to ya and ya nod at me to go ahead. Stayin down in my submissive position, I crawl over to my leather pack and unzip it with my back to the three of ya and pull out a small hand sized syringe that I palm as well as a small bottle of lube just for show cause I know yer not gonna bother with that but I pull it out and zip the pack back and turn around still on my hands and knees. From my place on the floor, I open my palm so that only you see the small syringe and I mouth the word “Strychnine” then close my palm back as I stay next to the large sofa they’re both sittin on, tryin to decide what they should do next. Victor mouths off to ya as he says, “Excuse me but I believe you’ve forgotten that you two work for US and NOT the other way around, you arrogant prick!” Elias chimes in and says, “Yeah Max! I’m the one that pays you good money to take care of me. Don’t forget that fucker!” I see the expression on yer face change as I wait for yer signal to use what I have ready.

MuscleMarine

"You two fuck fat losers do not give orders anymore here." I flex a muscular arm and I notice one of them lose it and start cumming uncontrollably. I laugh, mocking them. I lift a foot and slam my boot onto his balls as he lets them go, unable to hold himself. I grind my heel into his crotch area. I look at you now. "Do what you need to do."

Dan Freyr

The two fat slobs now in shock as both Elias and Victor start to move but ya slam yer boot down in Elias’ balls makin him scream in agony and I can tell just from the sound that his balls are destroyed. Victor protests and whines, “You ignoring muscled marine reject! You are fired, you useless piece of garbage! I want you and your little useless fuck toy excuse for a security guard out of here NOW!” Just then, I get to my feet and before they can react, I stab the needle into their necks, injectin the poison quickly as they both yell. Elias is unable to speak as Victor snarls, “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?”

I come around to stand at yer side as I raise the hypo and grin, “Well, the label says strychnine…and I injected both of ya with enough to kill an elephant. Judgin by the size of you two, I just hope it’s enough. By the way, I’d wager ya both have…oh…about a half hour to live. It’s slow actin but…darn it…I forgot to bring the antidote.” The sneer on my face spreads as I look up at ya and say, “I believe ya have a prize to take, Sir. Ready when you are. We can leave Beavis and Butthead here. They won’t be any more trouble, since I took the liberty of transferrin all their holdings into our names before we got here tonight.” I see the realization come over yer face as the two fuckers on the sofa lay there screamin and writhin in agony.

MuscleMarine

I laugh. Grabbing your head with both hands... "You are good." I start pulling your face down to my pecs, and you know almost instantly what to do as I feel your lips clamp on my nipples. "You've done this before? Hahahahahaha."

Dan Freyr

Ya grab my head with both hands and I grin at yer words. My face moves to yer big hot muscled pecs and I hear yer comment and answer, “Let’s just say this ain’t my first time dealin with assholes like them.” I immediately start workin on yer muscled pecs and lips with my furry mouth and tongue…suckin and lickin and worshippin yer chest as ya hold my head in place. My lips clamp onto yer thick nipples givin them the attention they deserve and in the background all we hear is the retchin and shakin and moanin of the two soon to be ex-perverts as the poison works its way thru their systems.

MuscleMarine

I grab your trap all of a sudden and start forcing you to your knees. "When was the last time you've been in this position... bitch?" My tone is changing fast, getting aggressive and assertive. The dying cows behind us only makes the mound in my compression shorts grow more, tenting the fabric. I see you looking at it. "You like what you see?"

Dan Freyr

Ya grab my muscled trap hard and tight as ya shove me down to my knees. I answer yer question, “Not often, Sir. However, I know exactly what to do to make ya feel worshipped and appreciated. This also ain’t my first rodeo, either.” My eyes locked on yer bulge as I lick my furry lips with a hint of smile on them. I don’t look up as I answer, “Yes, Sir. I am yers to use in any way ya want or need to. I will do my very best to make sure that yer needs are taken care of. If I fail, my life is in yer hands, of course.”

MuscleMarine

I watch as you reach up and grab my shorts, peeling them slowly, releasing my monster cock. I moan and smile. Then feel your beard at my cockhead and it makes me quiver. "Mmmmmh... That feels hot. Keep going." Landing my hand on your shaved skull... guiding it to my cock.

Dan Freyr

I slowly peel yer shorts down, releasin the yer huge monster cock. I don’t wait as I move in with my hands holdin yer thighs and brush my ginger beard across the head of yer cock, hearin yer responses and watchin yer body language. Yer head on my shaved skull as my long tongue comes out lickin at yer piss slit slowly then around yer cockhead tastin yer scent as my uncut 9 incher and big balls throb between my legs with me at yer feet. I whisper quietly, “By the way, I don’t have a gag reflex.” My mouth opens as I take the head of yer cock in enjoyin every moment of pleasure that I’m givin ya. My mouth closes around yer cockhead as I start swallowin that huge tool down.

MuscleMarine

"We shall see... You have never had something as big as my cock..." As I grab your head and push my length deeper into you. I laugh as I feel you gag, against the boastful comment you just gave me. I squat a bit, and tighten my hold, my legs rippling with power and my arms flexing too.

Dan Freyr

The first thrust does make me gag as ya shove all of it in my mouth and down my throat, but I’ve learned thru experience how to relax my throat and before ya realize it, I’m takin every inch…every thrust no matter how fast or rough with ease as I worship and suck that monster tool of yers. Yer hold on my head tightenin as I see yer muscled legs ripple with power and those big arms flex. This is a man who deserves to be worshipped and pleasured and I intend to make sure he gets everythin he wants and needs before we’re done.

MuscleMarine

'This is a man who knows how to make me happy. This weekend will be hot.' I think to myself as I let myself go and let you suck me deep. I let go of your head and throw mine back, moaning. I feel your hands at my ass, holding me steady as you suck my cock like your life depends on it. "Oh, man. You are good."

Dan Freyr

I hear yer comments and smile as I expertly work that huge cock of yers…takin all of it down to the base and holdin it there as my ginger stache and beard rubs against yer groin and big balls…my tongue wrappin around the thick shaft and workin the big cum vein in it as I use my throat to suck and massage yer cockhead, already tastin the first drops of precum drippin out and flowin down my throat.

MuscleMarine

I suddenly regain my footing, my senses and grabbing your head I pull it off my cock. "Let’s move on to something more interesting..." As I grab your head by your cheeks now and pull you to your feet. Standing you in front of me... "This is going to be a fucking hot weekend." I say to you as I spin you around and wrapping my arms around you, I start hugging you slowly, squeezing you...

Dan Freyr

I feel yer big hands as they pull my mouth off yer huge cock slowly, feelin every throb and twitch of it as it exits my furry mouth. Ya pull me up to my feet fast as I look up at ya with a grin and an obedient look in my eyes. “Yes, Sir, it certainly…” I start to respond as ya spin me around and wrap yer arms around me huggin me against yer muscled body. I feel that monster cock grind against my furry ass and those big arms hug me tight slowly squeezin me as I moan out and rest my shaved head back against yer chest. “Squeeze me, Sir…crush me in yer arms if ya wish.” I gasp out.

MuscleMarine

I chuckle and oblige... as I snap my arms shut around your torso and start constricting you. I lift you slightly off the floor and keep hugging you tight, crushing you. I whisper in your ear... "You ready?" And before you can even answer me, I push the tip of my cock into that pulsating flexing ass. I feel it part as my snake makes its way in, popping you open. I feel your body tense and tighten in my hug and I laugh, knowing that I have made entry successfully and you are liking it as you start to moan.

Dan Freyr

I hear that chuckle in yer deep commandin voice as them big arms snap shut around me and start closin in…damn if it ain’t just like bein caught in the coils of a fuckin big snake and bein slowly crushed. And yeah, I’ve been in that situation before but that’s another story for another time…that is…if I survive this one. Just then, I feel the tip of yer monster cock enterin me and my hole opens eagerly as it enters me. I gasp and moan as ya laugh again, clearly enjoyin this as much as I am. I happen to glance over at the two dead men nearby and think “oh well…they din’t get to watch…sucks to be them, I guess.” I whisper back, “Sir…suggestion…if I…might.” I feel that massive cock goin in deeper as I stumble over my words. “We…own…all of…this…maybe we can…find a…bedroom…maybe the…Master…bedroom…YER bedroom…and continue?”

MuscleMarine

But instead of answering you right away, I pull you in closer, sliding my cock deeper into your tight ass, splitting you open. I push your head down and start bending you as I release my hold around you. Now in a doggy position, I start fucking you hard and brutally, giving you no time to get used to my cock. "You want this? You want someone to core you out?" I laugh and push deeper yet again. I grab your thighs and pull them off the floor, spreading them wide open to force my length more into you. "Bedroom, huh? Great idea..." Instinctively you lock your legs around me, and I bend down to grab your arms and pull them backwards. Holding you in off the ground, I start walking with you to the top floor, out of the cellar... looking for a room, you impaled on my cock, bouncing as we move.

Dan Freyr

That huge monster cock goin deeper in my hairy ass splittin me open. Ya let go yer hold on me and I drop into a doggy position…I grin to myself as this ain’t the first time I’ve done this but still I gasp out as that huge cock fucks me hard deep and brutal drivin into me deeper with every thrust. I hear yer words and laugh and respond, “Oh…fuckkkkk…yessss..Sir!!!” As ya grab my thighs pullin em off the floor and spread em wide, I lock my legs around ya and ya reach down grabbin my arms pullin em backwards. Off the ground now, ya don’t stop as ya keep ridin my ass deep and hard just the way I like it and I can tell ya like it this way too. We go up the stairs to the top floor outta the cellar and as we exit the door, I hear yer boot KICK the cellar door shut as we move to the next floor lookin for a room…

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