Need the team to compare prick sizes as some silly masculine ego bit that devolves into them all messily fucking.
So here's that. 7ish posts. 🫶
#poly141 #nsfw
So here's that. 7ish posts. 🫶
#poly141 #nsfw
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"Definitely not regulation, son," Price breathes out through a plume of cigar smoke, calloused thumb pressing up against Ghost's glans to better inspect the underside. Decorated with three silver bars, it certainly grabbed attention.
Soap holds back a noise, hips and ass flexing to try and thrust more into the hand. Gaz only tuts cruelly, withdrawing his hand only to pull himself out.
"Been holding out on us," Ghost practically purrs.
"Your turn, Cap." Gaz invites, breathless.
Price is the only one still fully dressed.
None of them are clean shaven, no one has time for that amount of grooming.
His cigar forgotten, Price is too busy with his three soldiers.