Close-cropped blossom blond hair, and 200 pounds of muscle packed on his frame, Eric York is your dream Viking. Our sensual warrior discovered he has never looked back since and prefers salted steak to beer wenches Although he had been married at one time. Even the Eric has just a touch of an accent, even a smattering of ink, and also convinced nonchalance that makes you need to curl up there for the winter. Eric was a wet dream after he watched the movie 300. After he saw Daniel Craig in his Speedos in the new Bond movie, he moved home and rubbed a load off. And by the time we completed the interview after the shoot, Eric had slipped back on his penis ring and had been working his way up to a different raging erection which brought us full circle: he walked into the area with his hands rubbing his penis too. Wearing a that amuses that chest like another skin, Eric instantly works the hem up his chest as his hands rubs his torso, showing off a strong core. Grasping his cock right the outline is so clearly pronounced that even through the thick fabric, a blind guy half a continent away could tell he is not just excited, he’s throbbing hard. Giving us a good flex before he turns around his biceps swell to the size of baseballs, shows ink off in the middle of his spine, then his glutes’ glorious flesh. His fingers disappear as he reaches between his lips until they’re known as back to nipple duty for a few more tugs. Offering one last perspective of just one of the sexiest websites ever, a enormous solid hunk of a man in a pair of black briefs, Eric rips them off shortly afterwards to flaunt something that looks actually hotter.Under a thick, manly goddess exactly the same color as the guards on his mind, Eric lays back and strokes that dripping cock before getting on the couch seated with his back to us, then spreading out his knees wide, and placing that magnificent ass on display when hitting and continued to fist which meat. Between those glutes that crack, his round tight balls and that dripping dick, it is one of the best shots seen on any man. Sliding his finger in his torso, then moving that hand to his nipples in a trademark move you may want to give to memory, Eric finally settles back, closes his eyes, clenches his teeth, and starts to fist away with an intensity of a warrior on a mission. He looks every inch like a warrior caught below deck, thumping away at his penis in a dream for one final load before the conflict. And in this circumstance, we have never been so glad to see that the flag flying.
