Czech Hunter 806: A Wad Of Cash For The Hottest Ass

In Czech Hunter 806, the Czech hunter pays dearly because he meets a handsome young man with a sexy ass that the hunter wants to own. For this ass, he would sell even his most valuable possession.

The camera’s red light blinks. The young man stands shirtless by the mattress, fingers fumbling with his belt buckle. Sweat glistens on his collarbone.

The hunter grips the young man’s hips from behind, turning him to face the camera. A calloused thumb traces his lower lip. He hesitates, then opens his mouth, tongue darting to wet the hunter’s fingers.

Denim rasps. The hunter peels the jeans past narrow hips, boxers clinging to the curve of his ass. A lubed finger circles a tight muscle, pressing inward. The young man’s breath stutters. His knees bend, back arching as the hunter stretches him open—methodical, clinical. Two fingers. Three. A broken gasp when they brush deep.

The hunter unbuckles his pants, thick cock springing free. He spins the young man roughly, shoving his face into stained sheets. Strong hands spread pale cheeks. The first thrust breaches slowly, relentlessly. Knuckles blanch on the mattress. Teeth sink into fabric to muffle cries.

Rhythm builds. Skin slaps skin. The hunter’s grip bruises the young man’s waist, dragging him back onto each stroke. A hand snakes beneath his heaving chest, jerking his cock in time with the pounding. Thighs tremble. A scream shreds the air as he spills hot over the palm.

The hunter grunts, slamming home. Pulsed warmth floods his guts. Withdrawal leaves him gaping—a wad of cash lands on the pillow.

The camera blinks off.