Again preening, this time in the mirror behind his own door, Joey again walks with confidence to his mother’s room, this time sitting down at her makeup table. Mr. xxx sex Brennan begins fucking him roughly, sliding his large fuckstick into Joey’s bowels to the hilt with every thrust as Joey’s legs wrapped themselves around his hips and tightened. Mr. Joey grips his teacher’s body with all of his limbs, his legs straddling Brennan around the waist as his hands grope the muscular shoulders and back of the burly man, his naked and hairy flesh tight beneath his clutching digits. Joey giggles and reaches down, removing it from his fist and opening it. His muscular upper body was covered in hair, only the sides of his torso, hips, and the undersides of his forearms being free from the fuzz. Grunts and half-muffled screams sounded from the skirt-stuffed mouth of Joey before he spat it out to moan loudly in freedom. “I’m a barbie girl, in a barbie woo-oorld!” he sang as he opened his closet and grabbed a pre-packaged enema from it, removing it from the box and throwing the empty into a trash can already overflowing with enema boxes.
