His cheeks are hollow with suction as his mouth moves up and down Paddy’s fat shaft. Randy’s hands explore the hard, tan torso beneath Paddy’s shirt, and where those hands go, Randy’s mouth is sure to follow. Twilight gives way to darkness as Randy Dixon and exquisite Falcon Exclusive Paddy O’Brian bid the day farewell on a patio overlooking the vineyards. Smoldering Hot Paddy OBrian Melts Randy Dixon!
