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Our Price: $49.95 MSRP:$59.95 You save: $10.00 (16%) Brandon gets naked and performs a great solo filled with his usual penile rhythmic-aerobics: a blow here, a slap there (but can it do the ribbon dance?). Your lips will get moist - and not the ones that you kiss with. All the classic Brandon elements are there: hot and sweaty body, tasting his own pre-cum, using both hands and spraying his seed with gattling-gunintensity. But even though I'm Brandon's biggest fan (and wannabe stalker) it's a good eighteen minutes into the film before we see anyone else having sex! (Slight ego?) Oh, but he licks up his own cum. Nice.
Quite often the main star will just lie back and enjoy the attention but this is Brandon here, and he gives as good as he gets, both with sucking and tongue-fucking in an extended sequence that'll make you turn the air-conditioner on full just to keep you cool. When mere mortals would've popped their cookies, rolled over and started snoring these two haven't even begun to fuck, but when they do, Starr receives such a jackhammering the veins on his temples look in danger of exploding! Brandon once again proves he's a pneumatic power-fucker and you are powerless to resist. Both finally blast Starr's chest with motion-lotion and Brandon lets out such a roar I had to hit mute lest I woke up the neighbors. Starring: Michael Brandon, Brad Fletcher, Rod Hardon, Michael Soldier, Enrico Vega, Michael Starr Themes Anal, Hairy, Latin Men, Rimming |