Posted on February 13, 2013
We were upstairs eating lunch and talking shit when a little birdie let us know there was some fuckin' going on in another part of the spot. At that point we had to make a decision- try to get some lights set up just right and run the risk of interrupting the flow... or just grabbing the nearest cam and filming as much action as possible. Well, you know which one I picked! And poor Vann, it was so in the moment all he had was spit to help him handle Gant's thick black dick! Gant "I was about to head out for my run but I'm worn out now." Vann " Where's the fucking lube! "