Scoutmaster Scott finds young Canyon wandering off into the woods - head in the
clouds, breaking every rule he's ever been taught. No harm's been done, but it's
a scoutmaster's duty to protect his boys and that sometimes means disciplining
them. Canyon is, of course, horrified, and the scoutmaster soon forgives the
boy, offering to walk a little with him. There's a vibe. The boy is plainly
thinking dirty thoughts and those thoughts are clearly being reciprocated. They
stop. They stare. They're drawn together by some invisible force. They kiss
tenderly, romantically, even. The scoutmaster's bushy mustache tickles the boy's
smooth, soft face. Canyon nervously takes the scoutmaster's thick, nine-inch
dick in his hand before dropping to his knees and daring to taste it.
Scoutmaster Scott is soon gasping and groaning. He turns the boy to face the
tree and peels his shorts down before dropping to his knees and hungrily eating
him out. The boy arches his back. He wants his scoutmaster's big daddy dick. The
scoutmaster stands and feeds every inch of his raw, spit-covered penis into
Canyon's tight hole. The boy is soon in a state of profound sexual arousal.
Scott bangs him hard and fast, ramping up the energy of his thrusts with every
stroke. Canyon's ass muscles clamp together and then strings of pure white semen
shoot from the tip of his dick, spraying all over the tree in front of him and
onto the forest floor. The sensation immediately pushes his scoutmaster over the
edge and he cums inside the boy, filling him with countless ropes of his
precious juices.
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