Hell, you say. Looks heavenly to me. That's deliberate and pre-meditated filth right there. The camera angle, the frowny face, the deep voice, those slutty t-shirt zips, and most of all, the rocking movements as he's gyrating in that slutty green leather chair.
The darling has had to employ a round-the-cock tailor to replace his trouser zips on repeat. His meat and veg are so enormous and unwieldy and cumbersome that they keep splitting open the crotch region of his trousers. The camos are irreparable at this point, which is why we havent seen him in them in ages.
Have been mad busy so not been checking here lately god damn what a load of hot zaddy to come back to! I love it when he talks in that deep husky voice. He can do me right there and then