"Good to know what kind of toy I get to play with," I tell him as I set him down on the bed. My legs have him penned in like a farm animal. He seems to be looking for an escape. I take his car and set it down between my thick, muscular thighs. I'm wearing loose fitting shorts. Pulling up one of the legs, my huge cock flops out. Thurston looks a little worried now. It isn't quite flaccid anymore. Blood is flowing fast, filling up my mountainous meat.
"Hope you aren't attached to your vehicle," I sneer. I lift up my dick and lightly bang it down on the car. Even being fairly gentle - the car is getting hammered. Mr. Thomas...the third is begging me to stop. I just start pounding harder and harder. Precum splashes the prick. I can smell my distinct man scent. It must be pretty strong at ground zero. There is only so much damage I can do while the car is on the soft comforter. I lean over and grab the hard back book of the bible from the drawer and place the car on it. I start my pounding again. Not much left of that expensive looking dragster.
I snatch him up and set him on his demolished vehicle and hold my cock high above him...
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