I've been obsessed with Joey for what feels like an eternity, and the rumor about his massive, major league-sized cock has me weak in the knees. I decided to take matters into my own hands and break into his house, hoping to catch a glimpse of him or get my hands on something that belonged to him. But when I heard him behind me, his deep voice sent shivers down my spine, and as I turned around, his towering figure loomed over me, his shadow casting a dark silhouette on the floor - I paled in comparison to his bulking muscular body, feeling tiny and insignificant next to him. He caught me red-handed, but instead of being angry, he just smiled and approached me, his massive hands wrapping around my tiny waist as he lifted me up effortlessly, tossing me around like a rag doll, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as he made me his personal fuck toy.
