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When Domenic mans the porthole, the dicks come flying through, and you can guess which cock belongs to who. When the porthole opens you won't have to guess. All the sucking, rimming and fucking is out in the open.
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Original Language
EN
An outrageous erotic poem focusing on the daydreams of a beautiful boy prostitute who, from the seclusion of his ultra-kitsch apartment, conceives a series of interlinked narcissistic fantasies populated by matadors, dancing boys, slaves, and leather-clad bikers.