Back on that couch, Butler’s really beginning to heat up. He’s already turning the pages, moving on to his next favorite, Mark Wadsworth. In knee-high leather boots, full harness, armbands and a leather jock, Wadsworth is a heart-stopper. Calling him sexy is like calling the Niagara Falls ‘kinda wet.’ Curly dark hair, devilish eyes, and a grin that’s guaranteed to make your dick ooze with precum. Wadsworth like’s that getup he’s in, too – he’s groping his crotch, massaging the leather pouch he’s barely managed to stuff himself into. He tugs and pulls at the ring in his tit, running his other hand over his torso. Wadsworth pulls off one of those big old boots and starts digging the heel into his crotch. He slowly unsnaps the harness, kissing it, licking the black leather. Pulling off the jock, he raises it to his nose, taking a nice deep sniff, stuffing his nose in as far as he can. Wadsworth turns around to take off the other boot, showing off a high, round ass and an gorgeous, muscular back. He turns around and jacks his cock for us slowly, tugging the skin up onto the head of his prick, catching the precum with his finger and licking it off. Picking up the tempo, Wadsworth jacks that thick cock of his faster and faster, closing his eyes and grunting as he cums all over his crotch. Reaching down into his pubes he scoops up thick puddle of jizm, rubbing the cum into his torso and chest, sticking his fingers into his hand to taste himself. Wadsworth smiles into the camera, smearing more cum into the toe of a boot.