The Gay Triplets are just hanging out in their barracks hoping to get some good rest. It turns out, the only fatigue they have were the pants that they were wearing and in those pants were gorging hunk of meat waiting for some nasty action.
Archive for August, 2009
Barracks Display
Trike Strike
Striking Visconti Triplets are fixing their bikes in the garage in the hopes of riding them. Little did they know that it’s not the only ride they will engage in. They hit a maximum speed of horniness that not even the wind can break.
Behind Bars
The Gay Triplets didn’t expect a prison break orgy that delivers maximum carnal urge in a minimum security facility. The jailbirds cranked up the sound of squeeking beds for some lovin!
Formal Affair
In their best suits, they flash their best smile and strips down to get down and dirty; hitting every lascivious nerve there is any formal affair can have. They do their best to keep their bowties on but their suits are no match for their angry sausages that just wants to be devoured live and whole.
