Kirk Ziegler barks at Troy Punk to get on his knees and worship his cock. Troy pulls his uncut meat out of his leather pants and drives his face down onto the musky scented meat. Kirk pumps his face, grinding his hips forward, forcing every inch into the back of his open mouth. Next Kirk falls to his knees and works on Troy’s stiff prick, rotating his head left and right around the head of his knob.
