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Old Salt Buck Angel Battens Down the Hatches!
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| When a pecker gets out of line, it probably needs to be taught a lesson. Buck Angel knows this all too well and before long has taken out the rope and lashed Pete Zaboy’s swollen schwanz from the bow to stern until he’s sure that equipment is SECURED. Whether or not Buck has any Naval training, he certainly knows a thing or two about discipline and seamen! |
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Buck Plugs Bud’s Hole
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| Nothing let’s someone know who’s the boss like fucking them in the ass. But short of a miracle from the patron saint of penises, what’s a transsexual like Buck Angel to do? Why, purchase a plastic prick and put it to work, naturally! Now get those legs in the air, Bud Hole, and take your porking like a man! |
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A Relaxing Bit of Whipping for Buck Angel
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| And at the end of a long session of fingering, fucking and fisting Bud Hole’s anus, what is left for our Buck Angel to do to this poor bastard’s ass? Might as well break out the cat o’nine tails and work him over on the rack. Buck even breaks out one of the good cigars for the occasion. A fine smoke and a thorough hazing - what more can a man ask for? Whether or not Buck ever ends up getting an actual penis, he’s got the guy thing pretty well figured out. |
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A Little Self-Service, A Little Room Service for Buck
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| First thing you do in a hotel room by yourself is jack off. Next thing you do is get a hooker. Well, not if you’re Buck Angel. Not that Buck doesn’t jerk off; he does that right away and let’s you get a nice long look as he dips his digits. But hookers? When you’re a man with a pussy, you don’t need to pay for it, believe me. You just order a pizza, and when it shows up you’ll have that delivery boy’s pants off in no time. |
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