The youthful wrestler to be threw back his head in a moan while Dr. Phingerfuck started massaging his balls. I felt at any moment I was going to be smacked across the face awaked from some erotic daydream but it never happened. I kept deep-throating the fuck-stick with all the vigor I could muster. Dr. Phingerfuck left me and Austin to ourselves but I was lost in a frenzy on this fellows manhood to even truly notice the Doc preposition himself. |