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It dimpled chin isn’t only the shirt and brightens up hair that makes it easy to envision thirty-year-old Donovan as a beer-guzzling, skirt-chasing frat rat. This Casanova is willing as he ever was to hump anything that moves, and has the demeanor of a university man who hit on the book store that is x-rated more frequently than the library. The term if it feels good, do it might happen to be filmed by Donovan, but he surely personifies it. We know in short order one thing that feels great to him is riding his own finger, whether he is jacking off or eating pussy, and he also knows what it is like to be on the receiving end of something decidedly larger than one of his very own chords. Both as a shirt and as a bottom is no stranger to all-male backdoor activity though it is the eight inches he has in front that he loves best. And, in short order, as soon as we see that thick throbberwe instantly recognize why.Licking his lips and rubbing his crotch, Donovan begins an impromptu rendition of Sexual Animal House by eliminating his shirt, then peeling off his gray wifebeater, and revealing a hair-covered torso that’s just as manly because that smile is boyish. Since Donovan rubs the nips in the middle of the furry manscape, it’s clear that as far as he enjoys that big fat dick of his during his everyday stroke sessions, he does not just masturbate with his penis, however, uses his whole body as a pleasure extension to the magic wand in his pants. A loud moan escapes his lips as he opens his jeans and packed bulge in his shorts leaks out of the fly. His meaty thighs slide down and as he turns around, the darkened ink of a tat at the center is a life-sized drawing of their bone underneath. However, if he turns around, its his completely exposed man-bone that ignites the attention, leaving a picture as indelible.His moans are loud and deep as we follow the dark path of hair over his pecs, round his belly, and to this lush chestnut-colored garden beneath that tree trunk of a tough cock below. Rock tender pink, crisscrossed with veins, and sporting a helmet head, his penis climbs out from his body like an obelisk of masculinity that’s clearly the universe’s center. His fingers more than explore the tender flesh of his hole, but he bends the loudest when he squeezes his cock head against these hungry buttocks cheeks. Since the short sensation alone pushes him That’s his magic button. Grabbing his balls with his shaft and one hand with the other , he strikes off a thick load on his belly. Like the college child trapped in a mans body he is, our Sexual Peter Pan rubs the jizz into his hairy belly, demonstrating you can take the man out of the frat house, but you cant take each the frat house out of this man.