Gordon Goodwin's Big Phat Cock
"Race to the Bridge!" he said as Goodwin himself thrusted his big phat pack into the quiet corner.
"Oh, there's the rub!" Andy Martin shouted as Goodwin shoved Sal's clarinet up his ass. "You'll be huntin wabbits under my wire it's so deep! OHHHHHHH!". It was then that an unexpected visit from Francisco Torres came. He then attacked Andy's killer tomatoes. It was almost becoming a little too close for comfort.
"Oh whodunnit?" Andy said as somebody freddie unloaded into his seeping asshole. Before anybody could answer, Wayne entered the fray. A game of inches was approaching. Wayne violently shoved his way into the glazing orgy, cock and balls ready to be sucked.
"It's all right with me, I'll let anybody have a second chance!" Andy revealed to Wayne. Andy, of course, was referring to the time when Wayne sing, sang, sung his way through his asshole, violently going I-IV-I-I all night long.
"Oh, you remember that? Let the good times roll you know what I'm saying?" Wayne asked Andy in relief as he had been worrying about this confrontation all day. "Well now," Wayne told Francisco and Goodwin, "Looks like we have some backrow politics to discuss boys."
Before anybody could discuss Andy's quiet corner, Jay stormed in, demanding that would be part of the orgy. The three men who already had their cocks in Andy looked at each other in pain, as they already felt bad about having every one of their giant cocks in Andy already. However, after realizing that none of them cared about Andy's well-being, they all said, "If we can fit three, we can fit four!". They immediately invited Jay over to the gangbang and said that he was a welcome fit to the group if he shared with all of them equally.
"It's time for Count Bubba's Revengeā¦" Gordon mumbled eerily as he peered down at the four cocks.
