Park’s furry hole was begging before I even touched him. We spent the whole afternoon tangled under the sun that was filtering through the windows of my apartment. His smooth body pressed against my inked skin, kissing like we were starving. I took my time, sucking his cock until he was squirming, then flipped him over to tongue his tight furry hole until it glistened. He moaned into the cushions when I finally lubed him up, my thick uncut head pressing against his hole, teasing him slowly.

When I slid in, his back arched, as he stretched around my shaft like a glove. He rode me bouncing as I gripped his waist, my tattoos dark against his tan skin. The sweat dripped down his spine as he took every inch, his hole gripping me tighter with each thrust. I drove deeper until I was balls deep, his eyes rolling back as I flooded his furry guts with my load. He clenched around me, milking every drop, my cum locked so deep inside him it didn’t even leak out.