Jay told us, I like anything. You told me , That Jay is the piece of man flesh ever to walk the planet. We said to ourselves, we must get and Jay 8 throbber back as fast as we can! The serving of Latin love-candy has a day sucker guys around the globe are lining up to have their jaws stretched by. From the afternoon Jays first episode aired, we all fell in love with all that masculine, square-jawed encounter made all the mesmerizing with skin the color of Creme Brule, the naturally-built, idyllically-hairless bodyand also the curves of the ass so round and tight it seems a crime against the natural sequence it is off limits, and of course, eight mouth-watering inches of some thick, uncut palatial manhood that’s spurned a dynasty of all fantasies.Jays first love could be a bountiful booty, but his second love is playing with basketball, so weve caught him on court near the studio and let him indulge his enthusiasm while we indulge our eyes together with the perspective of that large package doing its very own double-dribble inside these shorts. It isn’t long until there are boners on each side of the camera and it’s a difficult call as to who is more happy to get back to the studio so Jay can get to playing with his balls, down. With a look to the lens which reeks of an seduction so complete you are prepared for a cigarette before he has started, Jay begins massaging a tent which in his shorts that are , is visible even from throughout the room. Before the entire beauty is center court, throbbing in attention pulling his shirt off, he’s quickly pulling on its way sneaking from his gray boxers. And, oh , something that big is definitely going to run into overtime!Teasing us first with a perspective of those golden orbs, Jay moves into the couch and begins humping away, unknowingly giving us a peek of this no-mans property of his pit in the middle of the furry crack, before turning over and performing a double-dribble on a shaft as hard as we have seen it. The double-dribbling turns out to doubled-fisting, as he works his dick standing up for just a bit. By the time he settles down in the seat, those bloated balls are pushing a continuous flow of pre to drip down like a summer rain. By now, his dick is heavy enough to workout with. However, the super-set here would be such baby manufacturers in that sack, which shortly force a scrimmage of both jock jizz that covers his hands out, then puddles back on the pillow below. We are damn certain that if he decides to try the guys variation of a full-court press, there’ll not be a shortage of volunteers, while we are sure Jay will not give up pursuing cheerleaders.