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Finally the doorbell rang, and there was Steve. Everyone was in on what was in store, but now Jade made the introductions, and both Steve and Yvette seemed quite pleased to finally lay eyes on one another. Steve was wearing a pair of old, worn jeans which were especially threadbare in the crotch area, the fabric there thin and frayed. Show off that he was, Steve liked wearing these jeans, knowing the worn crotch drew attention to the gay wrestling video clips bulge. And even when he wasn erect Steve carried a substantial package down below, a nice, thick gay wrestling video clips meaty cock, a formidable pair of balls, and that package was vivid indeed housed in the worn crotch of these jeans. Something Yvette did not fail to notice, as her eyes immediately drifted down below his belt, to the region in the question, her gaze frank and unabashed. And all of this gay wrestling video clips Jade, of course, observed, smiling to herself, expecting no less. "So I was just showing Yvette gay wrestling video clips that Polaroid, Steve, the one with you standing naked, your cock sticking up all stiff and thick. She asked to see it again." Yvette actually blushed a little at Jades wickedly brash disclosure. "Like to have a look at the real thing?" Steve asked with a teasing smile, "She sure would," Jade said, sensually rubbing the crotch of Steves jeans, feeling him quickly stiffening under her touch, "she wants to see it in the flesh." "Yeah, thats right, I do," Yvette said, panting a little. So very slowly and teasingly Jade unbuckled Steves belt and unzipped him, digging a hand under the elastic of gay wrestling video clips his shorts, fondling him as Yvette watched, spellbound. "God, hes hard!" Jade said, stroking the shaft, its stiffness now already vividly apparent to Yvette under the cotton of his gay wrestling video clips boxers. But she teased Yvette, stroking Steves cock under the fabric, keeping it out of view, Yvette staring intently, her eyes wide and unblinking. Then, suddenly, Jade lowered the elastic and pulled out Steves cock. "Oh wow, holy shit!" Yvette groaned, suddenly getting an eyeful of the fully erect organ, sticking up gay wrestling video clips stiff and straight at that same steep, sharp angle that had impressed her in the photo. She took in the sight with eyes as keen as a set of lasers, gazing at it, its shape and proportions, its details. Yvette considered herself something of a connoisseur of cock, and this was a prime specimen.