MrDeepVoice Has Great Xmas With Butler Ruslan Angelo 🌈

In the new video from Men At Play, MrDeepVoice and Ruslan Angelo don expensive suits to indulge in a sexual fantasy of kinky sex between a businessman and his butler. Foot and socks fetishists will find everything they are looking for in this very spicy scene.

In the frosty embrace of a Christmas Eve solitude, MrDeepVoice found himself devoid of companionship, his usual coterie of friends and family nowhere to be found. Yet, amidst this wintry isolation, a comforting presence emerged in the form of his ever-diligent butler, Ruslan Angelo, who stood before him in tuxedo-ed splendor. With five long years of unwavering service under his belt, Ruslan had become more than just a servant to MrDeepVoice—he was a confidant, a confidante, and a steely bastion of unyielding loyalty.

But on this particular evening, as snow blanketed the world outside in a hushed, virginal white, MrDeepVoice found himself wrestling with an insatiable hunger that went far beyond the mere need for companionship. His loins throbbed with a desire that could no longer be quenched by the mere sight of Ruslan’s pristine uniform or the clipped precision of his footsteps echoing through the cavernous halls of their shared abode. No, on this night MrDeepVoice craved something far more illicit—he yearned for his butler to be naughty, to cast off the shackles of propriety and societal norms, and to submit to the raw, carnal urges that surged between them like an electrical current.

It began with a tentative touch—MrDeepVoice’s hand, steady and sure, reached out to massage the bulging crotch of Ruslan’s pants, feeling the growing heat and stiffness of his manhood straining against the fabric. The butler’s eyes fluttered shut, his breath hitching in his throat as he fought to maintain his composure—a battle he knew he could not win for long. MrDeepVoice, sensing his advantage, did not relent—he continued to knead and stroke the growing mound, watching with rapt fascination as Ruslan’s cock swelled and lengthened beneath his touch.

The tension between them crackled like a livewire, arcing with electricity as MrDeepVoice’s desires threatened to overwhelm him. Drawing Ruslan close, he captured the butler’s lips in a kiss that was as filthy as it was passionate—tongues dueling, teeth gnashing, lips bruised and swollen from the ferocity of their embrace. And all the while, MrDeepVoice’s fingers deftly worked their way through Ruslan’s pant fly, freeing his pulsating length from its confines and taking the girthy shaft into his mouth in one swift, practiced motion.

Ruslan’s knees threatened to buckle beneath him as MrDeepVoice’s lips encircled his cock, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head before delving into the slit and teasing out droplets of precum that glistened like diamonds upon his taste buds. MrDeepVoice reveled in the salty, musky flavor of his butler’s manhood, savoring each thrust and twitch as he bobbed his head up and down the length of Ruslan’s cock, his fingers digging into the firm globes of his ass for leverage.

But MrDeepVoice was not content to merely receive—no, he yearned to give pleasure in equal measure, to taste the musky depths of his butler’s body and explore every hidden crevice that had long been denied to him. And so, with excruciating slowness, he peeled away the layers of Ruslan’s clothing—first the tuxedo jacket, then the crisp white shirt, until the butler stood before him in nothing but his pants and socks, his chest heaving with exertion and desire.

MrDeepVoice’s gaze lingered on those sheer-socked feet, taking in the delicate curve of Ruslan’s arch and the silky softness of his skin. He longed to worship those feet, to press his lips to the tender soles and suckle each delicate toe like a starving babe. And so, kneeling before his butler, he did just that—removing Ruslan’s shoes with reverence before pressing his mouth to the vulnerable flesh of his feet, his tongue snaking out to trace the lines and contours of each perfect digit.

Ruslan could only moan in wordless ecstasy as MrDeepVoice’s mouth worked its magic on his feet, his hands clutching at the butler’s hips for support as his knees threatened to give way beneath him. He knew that he could not hold out much longer, that the exquisite pleasure building within him would soon erupt like a volcano, leaving him spent and trembling in its wake.

And yet, even as MrDeepVoice’s mouth explored the hidden depths of his feet, his fingers did not rest—they wandered higher, seeking out the tight, puckered hole that lay hidden between the firm mounds of Ruslan’s ass. With a practiced ease that spoke of years of experience, MrDeepVoice’s fingers delved into that secret place, slicking it with saliva and teasing out the sensitive nerves that lay hidden within.

Ruslan’s breath came in ragged gasps as MrDeepVoice breached his most intimate of spaces, each thrust of his fingers sending shivers down his spine and setting his nerves alight with a fire that threatened to consume him. He yearned to feel more, to be filled completely by his master’s cock, to surrender all control and have MrDeepVoice use him in whatever way he saw fit.

And so, with a wordless cry, Ruslan exposed himself to his master—arching his back and presenting his ass for MrDeepVoice’s pleasure. The butler did not disappoint—he gripped Ruslan’s hips with bruising force, positioning him so that he faced away from him before guiding his cock to the entrance of Ruslan’s hole. With one steady thrust, he buried himself to the hilt within his butler’s body, feeling the tight heat envelop him like a glove.

Ruslan cried out in pleasure as MrDeepVoice began to move within him, each thrust harder and deeper than the last as he rode his butler in reverse cowboy style. The friction between them was electric, sparks flying as their bodies slapped together in a symphony of sinful delight. MrDeepVoice’s hands roamed over Ruslan’s body, cupping his firm ass cheeks and pinching his sensitive nipples as he drove himself ever closer to the brink of ecstasy.

But MrDeepVoice was not content to simply take—no, he yearned to possess, to claim Ruslan’s body as his own and leave no doubt as to who was master and who was servant. And so, with a growl, he rolled onto his back, pulling Ruslan down onto his cock in a fierce display of dominance. The butler cried out in pleasure as he found himself impaled upon MrDeepVoice’s length, his prostate rubbed raw with each brutal thrust and twitch.

Ruslan’s orgasm built within him like a tidal wave, each thrust and grind sending him spiraling closer to the edge of oblivion. He could feel MrDeepVoice’s cock swelling inside him, his balls drawing up tight against his body as he prepared to unleash a torrent of cum deep within Ruslan’s body. And with one final, brutal thrust, MrDeepVoice did just that—his cock pulsing and twitching as he filled Ruslan’s hole with his seed, marking him as his own in the most primal of ways.

The feeling of MrDeepVoice’s hot seed spurting inside him sent Ruslan tumbling over the edge, his own orgasm crashing through him like a tidal wave as he spilled his load across the floor, his body shuddering and twitching with the force of his release. And as they lay there, panting and spent in the aftermath of their illicit encounter, MrDeepVoice knew that he had found something far more precious than mere companionship—he had found a partner in depravity, a fellow traveler on the dark and twisted path that led to ultimate pleasure.