Mr. Shine Menover30 2008 Hank Real Gay Porn

It was yet another beautiful Florida day at the MenOver30.com studio if Hank Real rang the bell. Silhouetted from the intense rays of the noon day sun, it seemed like Mr. Clean had a calling and man, did he ever knock on the ideal door. With his 180 pounds distributed in all of the appropriate places as you’ll soon see, we really do mean ALL – that versatile star of a trio of DVDs from some of the greatest names in gay erotica was as magical as he was hot. He’s that perfect mixture of man-next-door charm, teaming using a simmer sexuality that tugged at our cocks long until he even got around to pulling on his. Hank spent the previous decade as a fitness expert and running a fitness center before he awakened his his old life. His internal beast led him to a California sex celebration with 200 men, in an attempt to hedonism that lent him the fever for the flavor of that which he had been missing exhibitionism at a sexual renaissance that changed his world forever. Its not that I have no more sex than I ever had been he informed us. Its only that I like it much more. Regardless of the gleaming chrome dome on top of a most manly body, Hank still has a boyish twinkle in his eye and a grin ready for a toothpaste commercial. I am here to entertain you boys he declares right into the camera, his palms perched just above the camel foot of heavy balls visible even through the thick denim of his shorts. Reaching in his shirt to flick his nipshe awakens it quickly apart, exposing his heavy, tanned grand framework worthy of a man who spent each working day of the last decade within a gym without speaking it too seriously. He’s strong to the point of devotion, resisting the temptation to become roid zombie at a show of self-confidence that’s just about as hot and the consequence of his labour. Looking a bit more like Star Treks Captain Picard than Mr. Clean, all of a sudden, his deep space investigation was centered on the newly exposed land creating by unzipping his shorts and revealing that a cargo bay which seemed like it had been prepared to burst.He first hoisted a baseball sized ball bag from his fly before going back and producing the bat… a thick, thick spongy model using a spear shaped helmet mind and a good six and half inches gentle. Giggling his beef, rubbing it, stroking it, and putting every mouthwatering angle of the shaft on screen, that meat is soon a thick eight incher he bends down and rebounds across his own pit. A primal moan escapes from his lips, and the first drops of pre escape from that throbbing head. As Hank smashed his balls against his thigh, his hole once again came into view as he found something more fun to sit on then the floor a thick dildo as big as his own cock, but even thicker. Since he moved to the sofa, that toy stayed deep inside his hole as he fucked himself while working his lubed penis with both hands. Amid the bottom of the dildo, he worked like a corkscrew, grinding it out side to side to reach every magic pleasure spot indoors before it produced a mammoth load of cum which shot throughout the rear of the couch, finally locating a final resting spot on his abs. Well, perhaps not so final after all Hank reached down, wiped it up and yanking his fingers dry maybe he really does qualify to be Mr. Clean following all!