I'm going to give you one guess why.
"Oh, fucking cum for us Austin," Melissa moans as she jerks my shaft and plays with my balls.
Yeah, that's why. I named it for cocks.
Not just mine, though.
"Come on, big boy," Josie says, smiling lewdly at me and running her tongue along my head. She's naked and her tits are glistening from where Melissa was sucking them.
I'm looking at three beautiful faces looking up at my cock as they lick it. As they stroke it and jerk it. Touch it and fucking taste it.
"Come over all of our faces, Austin," Lisa says, opening her mouth.
Fucking Christ.
I can't fucking take anymore.
One last jerk from Melissa and I groan, closing my eyes as my nuts tighten.
I start to spew.
It's a good thing Melissa is aiming my giant rod because I would've just cum up in the air and it would've landed on me.
But she points my cock at her mouth and opens wide as arcs of my cum race out and onto her waiting tongue.
"Mmmm," Melissa says with a smile.
Lisa's next, and two ropes of thick, gooey, juicy cum hit her on the forehead and the right cheek.
Josie doesn't waste any time. She just wraps her lips around my tip and starts to suck as I start to shoot.
My eyes travel back into my head as my cum shoots out and goes down her throat. She milks it, her mouth using air pressure to suck me fucking dry.
The ladies are slurping and sucking, and when Josie lets me out of her mouth, they take turns licking my sensitive head, paralyzing me in overstimulated pleasure.
See, Python is a place where this shit is possible.
We're in a private fucking booth, but if you want, you can go get a private room, with as many people as you want. You can also go near the main stage, sit and enjoy the show. You can hang out at the bar, or you can sit separate from everything in the dining room.
It's a place where women come to look at fucking men.
And not just men walking around.
I went out and I got the most ripped, most cut, and most statuesque men you could fucking find all over the country.
Men with large muscles.
And even large
r cocks.
I put them on the floor or on stage or behind the bar. Shirtless. With tight boxer briefs.
They exist for your fucking pleasure.
You ever been to Hooter’s?
Well, welcome to fucking Python. Please do feed the fucking animals.