Down in the cellar, Cocksucker slides his hand over the shorts and feels the thick cock already pulsing underneath. The lascar grips him by the neck and pulls him in for a raw, savage kiss, tongues clashing without hesitation. Cocksucker drops to his knees on the cold concrete floor. The shorts fall, and a heavy 22 cm cock springs free, veiny and leaking. He swallows it deep in one go, spit dripping all the way down to the balls. The lascar groans and fucks his mouth hard, using his throat like a toy.
He yanks Cocksucker back up, shoves him against the cellar steps, ass exposed. He spreads the crack, tongues the hole, then works his fingers deep inside. Cocksucker climbs onto the old mattress and straddles him, sinking his ass down slowly onto the XXL cock. Every bounce echoes through the cellar as his cheeks slap against the lascar's thighs. Flipped over into doggy, he takes the raw pounding deep and bareback, no condom, no limits.
Just before blowing his load, the lascar pulls out. Cocksucker drops back to his knees, mouth wide open and ready. Thick ropes of cum splash across his cheek, tongue and face, glazing him completely. He wraps his lips around the cock again and licks it clean, milking every last drop of the load.