let me tell you something, one of the most iconic and that's heavily distinctive to barrage is his slutty compression shits. those amazing ones that hug every single muscle of his so nicely, almost like a second skin.

and one thing is for sure, knowing how much you like them, the whorish compression shirt stays one while he fucks you. to him it's more than just wearing clother he's comfortable in, it's about the ceratin level of control it gives him.

he knows you want to get a good look at him and at his muscular body, but he won't allow you to fully see him in a mean way. like you don't get to see the whole thing, but he doesn't find it in him of depriving you of a good view of his sculped boy as he's fucking you.

his hips snapping against the plush of your ass every time he pushes himself deeply into your soaking wet cunt, that seems to suck him in, as you cry about not being able to see him. filipping you over so you can watch the muslce ripple behind his shirt and the way the fabric pulls taut around his big biceps - and he also gets to watch your face contort with pleasure, your eyes rolling back. and the way your tits jiggle with each harsh thurst -.