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Elder Zachary returned to his mission apartment, his hole still wet from Bishop Hart’s cum. He couldn’t believe how good it felt to have the older man’s cock in his ass, and how aroused he was to be filled with another man's semen.Bishop Hart told him he couldn’t talk about it with anyone, especially the other missionaries. Elder Zachary didn’t like the idea of having to lie to his companion, but he promised to do as Hart told him.Little did Zachary know that his companion, Elder Ingles, was struggling with the same. Elder Ingles couldn’t stop thinking about the way Hart touched him and teased his body, coaxing his body to respond with an erection. His dick was as hard as a railroad spike and Hart had him cumming and craving the sensation of the handsome man's cock....Not just craving. Craving the man's cock in his mouth. Ingles thought this was wrong deep down, and yet, the thought was just as effective in getting him hard as Hart’s actual actions.Both boys dreamed that night of their handsome bishop, each unaware of the similar experiences.The next morning came as many others had before: each boy woke up quietly, trying to wait for their morning wood to settle before getting up.Elder Ingles had a harder time than most hiding his morning erection, but on this morning, the swelling was more intense than usual. His dreams were vivid recollections of tasting the handsome, older man’s cock, leading him to nearly ejactulate in his sleep. However, such relief did not occur.He saw Elder Zachary getting up and getting ready to take a shower. It was very rare to have a quiet, private moment in bed with boner, and he needed to get off badly. As soon as Zachary was out of his sight, Ingles pulled out his massive cock, trying to cum as fast as possible.He closed his eyes, thinking about Bishop Hart’s chiseled body and delicious shaft, feeling his sensitive genitals respond to his touch, building closer and closer to release. And just then, Elder Zachary stepped back into their shared bedroom.Ingles quickly moved the covers back over himself, trying to hide his rock hard cock and evade his companion’s suspicions. Unfortunately, it was too little too late.“I could see that you were masturbating,” Elder Zachary said after a pause, his expression indicating nothing about what his next step might be.Ingle’s face flushed, realizing he’d been caught and scared what might happen. “Please don’t tell,” he quietly begged.Elder Zachary lied back down in his bed, placing his hand on his crotch. “Don’t stop. I want to see…”Zachary’s hand rubbed over his crotch as Elder Ingles looked at him incredulously. He couldn’t believe what his companion said, but at the same time, he still maintained an unrelenting erection. Nervous but intrigued, Ingles removed his bed coverings and let his cock stand tall and strong, fully on display.“Wow!” Elder Zachary exclaimed, shocked, “That’s a really big dick.” His eyes traced its length and girth, taking it in and studying it.Elder Ingles could see the look on Zachary’s face, full of erotic desire and lust. He wondered if that’s how he looked when he first saw Bishop Hart’s cock. His eyes moved down to Zachary’s crotch, seeing a rise in his garment shorts, now curious how it compared.“Want to see mine?” Zachary asked. Ingles nodded timidly, both surprised by the invitation and his admitted acceptance. No going back now, he thought to himself.Elder Zachary pulled down his shorts as his companion watched on and stroked himself. It was exciting to see another boy naked, especially one who was hard. Ingles’ eyes darted up and down Zachary’s body. He’d thought he was cute before, but never let himself think much more beyond that. Now, the two of them were naked and exposed, turning each other on with their aroused cocks.The room was quiet for a second as the weight of it all took them over. They were in uncharted territory without any kind of map. The only sense of direction they had was their hormonal urges to fuck and cum. They each looked to the other for a sign of what to do next, awkwardly waiting for some kind of instruction. It was Elder Ingles, surprisingly, who shyly broke the silence.“Have you ever shown anyone your dick before?”Zachary said that he had when he was really little, other boys--childhood friends playing innocently.“Have you ever let anyone touch it?”Elder Ingles almost answered “yes” before Bishop Hart’s voice surfaced in his memory. He made his promise and he meant to keep it. “No, no one.”A silence fell again, both boys unsure of how to proceed. Their inexperience crippled them from doing what their bodies and brains wanted more than anything else. This time, Zachary found the courage to break the silence and propose a radical move.“You… you want to touch it?”Elder Ingles once again felt his face heat up. He’d denied his same sex desires so long, and once again he was faced with the inconvenient truth. He wanted it. He wanted Bishop Hart, Elder Zachary, and many others as well. Like a tough pill of acceptance, the timid missionary felt a lump pass down his throat as he swallowed and said, “Yes.”Elder Ingles got out of his tiny bed and walked over to Zachary’s. The two boys pressed their bodies close together as they tried to keep from falling off of the tiny twin size mattress.Each boy took the other’s stiff erection in their hand, feeling its warmth and power as they stroked it gently. They each felt an intense wave of pleasure take them over, feeling the same excitement they’d felt in Bishop Hart’s hand.Not sure what else to say, Elder Zachary said sheepishly, “You have a really nice dick.”Elder Ingles blushed, instinctively a little embarrassed by the attention, but also turned on by it. He let out a little awkward laugh and replied, “You, too.”The two boys playfully stroked each other more, occasionally smiling and laughing as they’d get caught making eye contact and fail to pretend like they hadn’t. It was a silly game that they didn’t know why they were even playing.Their upbringing, faith, youth and naivety hadn’t prepared them for what to do with each other, but they knew they wanted more. Elder Ingles’ balls still ached to release his load and Elder Zachary longed for his hole to be made full of cock and cum... ]]> Sun 17 Oct 2021 12:58:00 +0200 https://gettubetv.com/videos/33028/quick-gay-fuck-with-elder-ingles-and-elder-zachary/ https://gettubetv.com/videos/33027/kinky-elder-ingles-fucking-one-of-his-mormon-superiors/
Ingles did as he was told, fumbling with his clothes as his brain went into overdrive. He was afraid he was going too fast. Or too slow! Too fast might be interpreted as overeagerness, and maybe then he’d be punished. But too slow might mean he wasn’t obeying correctly, and maybe he’d be punished for that?His mind raced and over considered everything. So much so that he didn’t even realize until he began to unzip his pants that his cock was fully hard.And there it was. The one thing he couldn’t hide or pretend away. His cock was fully engorged, pressing hard between his garments and his body. He paused for a second, unsure of what to do.“Why are you stopping?” Bishop Hart asked, seated behind his desk, seeming to not so much as blink as he watched him undress.“I--I’m… hard,” Ingles confessed. His tone was both conciliatory and confused. He felt the impulse to apologize, but also remembered that his cock had been held by the man not long ago. He wasn’t sure how to behave anymore and looked to Hart for an answer.“That’s not a problem,” Hart replied, unphased as usual. “Continue.”Elder Ingles did as he was told, mindful of his erection hanging from his body as he stripped out of his garments.Bishop Hart stood up and walked next to him. He ran a hand over the boy’s chest and stomach, and then down to his penis. He stroked it gently, squeezing the head ever so slightly as he gripped it. He stayed there for a moment, as if he were checking Ingles’ pulse with it! He then let it go and walked around the boy.“I want you on the desk, facing toward me,” he ordered. Hart stood in placed and watched Ingles obey him.The young missionary got up on the desk and positioned himself on all fours. He wasn’t sure exactly what to do, but when he looked at Bishop Hart, the older man gave him a powerful, approving nod that suggested he’d done well.Hart then continued his walk around, looking at the boy from seemingly all sides. As he circled him, his hands explored him all over. Under his belly, around his shoulders, between his legs. Soon Hart positioned himself behind him, telling Ingles to arch his back so he could get a good, unobstructed view of his ass and hole.Elder Ingles looked ahead, feeling slightly strange about having his hole on display in such a way. Hart took his time and really become acquainted with it.Ingles’ cock hung low between his legs, and Hart couldn’t resist feeling it as well. As he stroked it, Ingles let out tiny moans, excited and sensitive to his touch.“You told me one that you’ve never had sex with anyone,” Hart asked, his voice trailing off as if it were a rhetorical question.“No, no one!” Ingles responded immediately. It wasn’t until the words escaped his mouth that he realized he’d actually lied. He did have sex with someone. A boy, even. He didn’t correct himself, knowing that admitting it now can’t be good.“What do you think you would do?” Bishop Hart asked, moving around slowly to the other side of the desk, meeting up with Ingles’ face.“I--I think I would enjoy it.”Bishop Hart then looked at him in the eye and studied him as he asked, “How would you do it?”Elder Ingles tried to think of what to say, but his face flushed as he recalled his experience before. Knowing he couldn’t admit to it, he just said, “I don’t know.”Bishop Hart paused, watching the microexpression in Ingles’ face. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but he could tell something was happening in Ingles’ head. He then put his finger in the boy’s mouth, and felt around on his tongue and in his cheeks.It was hot and wet and smooth. Elder Ignles’ breath was heavy and desperate, as if they were beginning for something to fill his mouth. The boys eyes were locked onto Hart’s, clearly hoping for more.“Do you want to have sex with me?” Bishop Hart asked.“Yes!”Hart smiled. Ingles’ youthful excitement was truly a thing of beauty. The way the boy nearly leaped to say yes give him a special thrill.Hart then took a step back and began to remove his clothes. As he did, he said, “Well, the way to start is by warming the person up.”He stripped off his shirt and tie, throwing his clothing off to the side, progressively revealing more and more of his smooth, toned body. Ingles watched with his mouth still open and practically drooling as the full nakedness of his leader presented in front of him.“You’re going to warm me up,” Bishop Hart said, removing his socks as his last piece of covering. The older man then took Ingle’s hand and brought him down off the desk. In turn, Hart took the boy’s place, getting on all fours and arching his perfectly toned, smooth butt into the air.“And when I say ‘warm me up,’ I mean with your tongue. Do you understand?” Hart asked, looked back over his shoulder at Elder Ingles.Ingles stood tall and awkward with his massive third leg standing straight out from his narrow body. He stroked his cock and his eyes focused on the perfect pucker of Hart’s backside. He could barely speak, but he did manage to utter out an affirmative, “Yes...” ]]> Sun 17 Oct 2021 12:58:00 +0200 https://gettubetv.com/videos/33027/kinky-elder-ingles-fucking-one-of-his-mormon-superiors/ https://gettubetv.com/videos/33013/elder-ingles-shines-in-a-truly-fucked-up-mormon-gay-porn-movie/
President Lee is a patient and understanding man. He knows that boys will be boys and their hormones and bodies are almost beyond their control. Still, the Order has very specific expectations for its members… even those who are yet to be ordained.Having heard of Elder Ingles’ recent transgressions, he felt the need to step in and course correct. Lee knew of Ingles’ tryst with Bishop Gibson but it was decided by the Brethren that this was a fault of leadership, not of the missionary.After all, Elder Ingles had been told to obey his superiors, and Gibson was certainly well above him. This alone would have been forgivable, even permitted, were it the only time Elder Ingles acted outside of his prescribed sexual activity.When it came to President Lee’s attention that Elder Ingles had not only had sex with his companion, but he filmed it as well, he knew it was time to give him the necessary discipline. And having given the boy the honor of his Second Anointing, it seemed only right that Lee should be the one to lay down the punishment.The two young men, Elder Ingles and Bishop Gibson, stood side by side in the temple basement, waiting in the dark, quiet space for their priest leader to arrive. They didn’t speak or move, holding their hands in front of them, trying to appear as contrite as possible.Bishop Gibson remembers well what happened to him when President Faust was displeased and feared he’d be punished again. Elder Ingles had no idea what was in store for him, and the anticipation was enough to make his otherwise excited demeanor stay subdued.President Lee walked in, seeming to convey with each step of his long gate the full weight and power of his authority. As he got closer, the two men felt themselves begin to tremble in awe; it was never pleasant to be on his bad side. Lee sat in a large, red chair at the end of a long, covered, narrow table, and looked up at the two men beside him.“Bishop Gibson,” Lee spoke up, looking into the scared eyes of his colleague. “Why don’t you show me how the two of you were making out?”Gibson paused for a second, looking at President Lee to see if this was some kind of trap. It wasn’t a surprise to him that he knew. After all, he’d paid the price for it. Seeing his steel eyes staring back at his, Gibson did as he was told, leaning in toward Elder Ingles.The missionary looked back at his partner in crime, hoping to intuit from his expression what they should do. It seemed awkward and wrong, but they couldn’t disobey him. As such, Ingles brought his mouth to Gibson’s kissing him softly in return.He forgot how soft the hairs on Gibson’s face were. The short, blond bristles moved over his upper lip, even tickling his chin as their mouths danced back and forth on each other. Were the circumstances different, this would have been a pleasant reunion: a second chance to explore their passions.“That’s enough,” Lee interrupted, forcing the two boys to pull apart with just his words. “Bishop Gibson, get him undressed--and I didn’t stay stop making out.”Gibson moved back timidly to his partner, kissing him more as he began to pull and loosen his tie. The young boy’s breath was heavy, as if he’d just come from a run of some kind. He knew it was the pressure and the anxiety surrounding them, all stemming from President Lee’s tough and unyielding tone.Ingles stood still, trying hard to just receive his kisses rather than initiate anything. He didn’t know what President Lee wanted from this exchange and how he could make it better or worse. But still, as confusing and conflicting as it was, he felt himself having to work hard to subdue his own excitement. Bishop Gibson was a handsome, strong, passionate man, someone who seemed to cut to his core and make him feel truly alive.“Play with his dick,” Lee said, somewhat crassly, cutting the long silence that had taken over the dark space.Gibson was peeling off layer after layer of clothing, stripping the boy down to his garments. And as the dark, conservative, formal clothing fell to the floor, disappearing into the black, the stark white of his garments highlighted the boy’s massive erection, firmly jutting out from his crotch.Gibson placed his hand over it, running his fingers and palm over its length. Even through the fabric, he could feel every contour and ridge and surface. Despite their anxiety, Elder Ingles was wildly turned on by Bishop Gibson. And, if he was being completely honest, President Lee’s instructions.“Bring him over here,” Lee ordered, seeing the arousal in Ingle’s pants. The two young men stepped closer to their seated superior, presenting Ingles to him like a gift on a plate. The older man ran his hands over his cock, feeling what Gibson had so expertly roused.The bishop removed Ingle’s shirt while continuing to plant passionate kisses on his mouth, following the presidents wishes. Ingles let out soft moan of pleasure, feeling the two sets of hands massaging him from top to bottom, stroking his cock and rubbing his chest.“You sure do like this, don’t you boy?”“Yes!” Ingles responded, forgetting the nature of this meeting. He couldn’t help it! It felt so good. All he wanted day in and day out was the sensual, seductive feeling of these handsome men worshipping his body.Pulling down his shorts, President Lee released his boner from it’s white, woven cage. His shaft fell out and bounced up and down as the waistband catapulted it into the air. President Lee took a momentary taste of him, feeling the warm, smooth, stiff member enter his mouth. Elder Ingles was ready for a good, long blowjob, only to find him left wanting.President Lee took the boy’s member out of his mouth, and holding it in his hand, continued, “Bishop…”Bishop Gibson stepped over to the familiar bench, reaching down to pull off its covering. Elder Ingles watched intently, curious of what was under the dark, heavy cloth. As Gibson pulled it away, Elder Ingles’ eyes widened to discover a long bench studded with butt plugs, each building in size bigger and bigger, all the way to President Lee’s chair.The missionary was worked up, heart beating hard, still experiencing the lingering taste of Gibson on his mouth, only to discover the real challenge ahead of him. President Lee didn’t say anything, but looking at it, Elder Ingles was able to guess what was asked of him. He looked at Elder Gibson once more, hoping to see any comfort in his eyes. Gibson looked back knowingly, as if to say, “You’ll be fine.”President Lee, feeling the increased pulse in the boy’s hard cock, looked up to Gibson and ordered, “Have the boy proceed to the first peg.”Gibson guided his partner to the start of his journey, carefully lubing up the object with a pump of oil. Elder Ingles stood over the peg, like a diver standing on the edge of his board. He took a breath, closed his eyes, and bent his knees, lowering his body down.He felt the push on his hole as it made contact with his body, followed by the rush of blood that warmed up his sphincter. He paced himself, slowly opening himself up as he continued to work his way down. And before he knew it, the foreign object slid inside him, pushing up just shy of his prostate. He held himself in place before he heard from President Lee, “All the way down.”This final submission pushed his legs flat against the dark wood, tingling his prostate as the object worked inside him. He let out a moan and stroked his hard cock. He sat for a while, allowing himself to feel it and get used to it. And before he could truly get comfortable, he saw Gibson’s oiled hand slick up the next one ahead of him, followed by the ominous voice of President Lee saying, “Proceed to the next peg.” ]]> Sat 16 Oct 2021 12:53:00 +0200 https://gettubetv.com/videos/33013/elder-ingles-shines-in-a-truly-fucked-up-mormon-gay-porn-movie/ https://gettubetv.com/videos/33012/elder-ormonde-has-to-punish-elder-ingles-for-his-sins/
“Are you jerking off?"It was a soft break in the silence, but it boomed through the room like cannon. Elder Ormonde had been secretly touching himself in his bed, certain he had woken up well before his split companion, Elder Ingles.Elder Ormonde thought Elder Ingles was incredibly sexy. He loved his long, lean body and his masculine, hairy chest. Not many missionaries had such features, and it was a big turn on for Elder Ormonde to see those dark hairs poking up from the top of his garments at night.Perhaps that’s what made him incredibly horny: seeing hints of his sexy new companion’s body. Perhaps it was having just been fondled and milked by his priesthood leader, President Lee. The thought of the handsome man handling his cock still stirred him up from his deepest fantasies.Or perhaps it was the fact that he was an 18 year old boy desperate to cum all the time! Either way, he was horny, busted, and embarrassed.“It’s okay!” Ingles continued, “You don’t have to stop… I’m doing it, too.”That confession shocked Elder Ormonde, certain that Ingles was a pillar of missionary virtue and purity. He had the sweet face of someone unchallenged by temptation or desire. To know that he masturbated--and that he was masturbating right then and there--not only surprised him, it’s excited him.“Want to see?” Ingles asked, a smile curling his mouth as he finished. Elder Ormonde couldn’t resist! He knew he shouldn’t and that he could get in trouble, but the thought that his handsome companion was right there, offering it up to him… it was fantasy he thought he’d never have come true.Elder Ormonde turned over in his bed, facing his body toward Ingles for the first time. As his eyes met Ingles’ each boy found their gaze immediately looked down at each other’s hard, aroused genitals, fully in progress of being stroked.Elder Ingles couldn’t believe it. His companion was hung! He’d been used to having the biggest dick his whole life, but now the idea of a challenger excited him more than he expected! He’d stolen glances at Ormonde’s crotch before, always curious what he’d find. There, in the bed beside him, was at least nine inches of thick, throbbing dickmeat.“Wow!” Ingles exclaimed. “You have a really big dick.”Ormonde blushed, not quite sure of what to say in response. As much as he appreciated the compliment, it was also one he’d never received before. He kept his eyes locked on Ingles’ cock, impressed with its beautiful length. Even the way it slid in and out of the boy’s hand made it seem like a masterpiece, something to truly be studied and worshipped.“Want to the compare them? Ingles asked.Ormonde nodded and said, “sure,” barely able to speak in response.The two missionaries got out of their beds, standing up tall beside one another, feeling a mixture of awkwardness and arousal. Their lean, lanky bodies stood stiff as they held their massive cocks in their hands. They didn’t know quite what to do, but Elder Ingles tilted his body just right so their cocks stood beside one another like two ships docked side by side.Their hands stroked up and down their respective shafts, feeling the occasional graze of the other on them. It surged blood into their shafts even more, knowing that they were being touched by the other.Their cocks seemed to poke out even further, pressing into one another’s bodies. They looked down in amazement. At least eighteen inches between, they couldn’t believe their shared luck. Not just with their own personal endowments, but to be given the chance to see it in someone else.“It’s okay… you can touch it,” Ingles offered, seeing Ormonde’s eye grow wider and more lustful. The young boy hesitated only for a second, then moved his hand over from his member to Ingles’. And just like that, like trains switch tracks, the boys had their hands on the other’s, feeling the pulsing of their companion’s cock.The room was silent. Even their breaths seemed so measured and calculated that a pin drop could have been heard. They held each other in careful contemplation, worried as if the wrong look or the wrong word would cause this delicate moment to crash on itself.For Ingles, however, he had seen and experienced his fair share of sexual adventure. So much so that he knew the potential that laid waiting for them on the other side of their nervousness. Feeling a burst of bravery from the pit of his stomach (no doubt inspired by his hard cock being stroked by his companion), the hairy chested missionary leaned in and brought his mouth to Elder Ormonde’s, pressing their lips together to kiss.Elder Ormonde felt his breath shake in his body. A tingle coursed through his body as he felt his mouth press away from their embrace. He’d done it. He’d kissed a boy. Somehow the moment seemed much more magical and intimate than having his big cock being held.He could always write that off as boys being boys, fooling around, innocent playing and exploration. But a kiss… there was an intention behind it. A longing and a desire that colored everything else about what they were doing. It wasn’t just a comparison of dicks now: it was more.“Is that okay?” Ingles asked, aware of Ormonde’s enigmatic reaction, trying hard to parse out what he was thinking in every microexpression. Only a could seconds passed, but in that time, Ingles felt like he’d waited a lifetime. His relief came when Ormonde brought his tongue to his bottom lip slightly, as if to taste their embrace again, smiled, and said, “Yes.” ]]> Sat 16 Oct 2021 12:53:00 +0200 https://gettubetv.com/videos/33012/elder-ormonde-has-to-punish-elder-ingles-for-his-sins/ https://gettubetv.com/videos/33003/hardcore-barebacking-with-elder-ingles-and-his-mormon-buddy/
Elder Ingles felt his lips press against President Lee’s, almost as if they were dancing with each other. It had been a long while sincehe’d tasted the older man and his passion seemed to know no bounds.As soon as Lee made his way into the room, finely groomed and ready for the young man’s ordination, it seemed as though all ritual and civility was cast aside. Instead of a distinguished president and an obedient missionary, they were reduced to their animal drives. Like two proud lions, they pawed at each other, playfully tearing at each other’s clothing, as if stripping each other of their formal attire would free them to do what nature made them to do.Elder Ingles took off his jacket, following President Lee’s lead, watching as the heavy coat slipped away to reveal his strong, broad shoulders. The young man was quick to tug at his tie, trying to see more of him faster and faster.Elder Ingles knew how to be submissive, how to obey, and how to do as a proper inductee of the Order should do. But something about President Lee’s steely blue eyes made him lose his sense of self and made him uncontrollably aroused.President Lee could see the hunger in the boy’s big, brown eyes. The gaze that stared back at him was that of complete worship and adoration. He was everything to this boy. Everything he dreamed about and wanted. He knew he could have him completely, and the thought was too tempting to resist or delay.Lee kissed the boy back, undressing him down as he continued to remove his own clothing. Before long, the two were down to just their white, sheer undergarments. They could see one another’s erections, poking up tall tents of light fabric on their groins. They reached out for each other, feeling the hot, swollen meat that pulsed beneath.President Lee knelt down, bringing himself to meet the boy’s loins with his face. His hands pressed against Ingles’ backside, both holding the lean boy in place as well as feeling the soft curve of his buttocks. He grasped it tightly, feeling his cheeks knead between his fingers. As he did, he pulled the boy closer, bringing his crotch a couple inches from his mouth.His breath was heavy and warm, pouring air onto Elder Ingle’s excited cock. The young boy was patient, waiting for President Lee to make the move that would most satisfy him. His mouth watered thinking of how he would return the favor… as did the tip of his cock.Seeing the slowly emerging wetness on the tip of the boy’s penis, President Lee pulled down the boy’s garment shorts, letting his manhood hang free in the air. It was as large as he remembered, perfectly erect, complimenting his tall stature with its own impressive size.He took the phallus to his mouth, kissing it up and down its length, pausing at its base to cradle and caress the boy’s testicles. He kissed them lovingly, knowing what they would produce. His mouth moved back to the top of the boy’s cock, expertly taking it between his lips and back on his tongue in one swift movement.Elder Ingles felt the warm, wet mouth of his leader wrap around him, sending out wave after wave of pleasure throughout his body. His toes curled, as if trying to brace himself from falling backward by clinging onto the floor. Instead, he placed a hand on the back of President Lee’s head, both to hold himself up and to get more leverage for his cock to move back and forth.President Lee opened his mouth wider as the horny boy began to fuck his mouth, pushing his member back against his throat, filling his face with one thrust after another. He felt his own cock swell up, trying hard to break through his garments.The older man stood up, revealing his excitement to the young boy before him. Elder Ingles looked down and marvelled at the massive tool hidden inside President Lee’s garments. He knelt down, just as Lee had done for him, and pulled down his underwear to free his massive cock.It was bigger than his own. Thicker, veiner. It seemed to be muscled just as the rest of Lee’s body. It was smooth all over and radiated a heat that he could practically see. Not wasting any time, Elder Ingles shoved the monster cock into his mouth, feeling it hit the back of his throat, filling up his long neck with its many inches.He choked on it for a second, gagging slightly. This only seemed to excite President Lee more, knowing that his manhood was a substantial task for the boy. He watched as Elder Ingles fiendishly sucked on his cock, taking it as much as he could. His mouth got it good and wet, dripping slightly down on his smooth, full balls.The older man put a careful hand on the back of the boy’s head, not to pressure him or push him, but more to coach him and guide him. He loved seeing Elder Ingles worship him and wanted to give him all the encouragement to keep going.As the boy continued to service him, Lee felt his balls tighten, becoming more and more sensitive to his need to seed. He held out as long as he could, not wanting to interrupt Elder Ingles’ expert blowjob, but he knew that he had to fuck him. Besides, Elder Ingles wouldn’t be ordained without taking the president cum deep inside his tight hole... ]]> Sat 16 Oct 2021 12:50:00 +0200 https://gettubetv.com/videos/33003/hardcore-barebacking-with-elder-ingles-and-his-mormon-buddy/