Peter was now the most powerful stud on the face of the earth. Both his hands were enough enormous to tear a house from the ground. Both his feets were as enormous to crush people as bugs. Peters muscles were hugely humongous, but he looked handsome and not extremely buffed. And his cock
That thing made Peter that he was, providing him with the masculinity of all men in this world combined, it was a perfect rod with the power of produce insane quantities of Peters milky essence.
And there was Mark inside. Being now a powerful, big man, with a 76 of height, 10 inches of cock while flaccid, he was still dwarfed by the power and size of Peters dick. Peter was looking for a free bed to make possible his new slaves to sleep, but he though his new mates needed a better home than a shoes box. So he asked Mark, being into his boxers:
MARK, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT LETTING MY SLAVES A FULL ROOM? IN THAT WAY, I WOULD MAKE FOR THEM A POOL, AND THEY COULD SLEEP OVER ONE OF MY MATTRESS. Said Peter.
And there was Mark inside. Being now a powerful, big man, with a 76 of height, 10 inches of cock while flaccid, he was still dwarfed by the power and size of Peters dick. Peter was looking for a free bed to make possible his new slaves to sleep, but he though his new mates needed a better home than a shoes box. So he asked Mark, being into his boxers:
MARK, WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT LETTING MY SLAVES A FULL ROOM? IN THAT WAY, I WOULD MAKE FOR THEM A POOL, AND THEY COULD SLEEP OVER ONE OF MY MATTRESS. Said Peter.