Just because you're a lawyer and you wear a shirt and tie all day doesn't mean that you can't be attracted to guys of a lower standing order. Cocky young lads with tattoos, like Mark Fontana for example. Nor does it necessarily follow that chaps who have the cerebral ability to aspire to study the rule of law aren't duly blessed in other - more physical - areas! Monster-hung buds like Milan Sharp being a perfect example. So it is that this arguably mismatched duo pitch up together to celebrate their differences; with Fontana immediately heading for the contents of Sharp's rather kinky-looking leather pants, which he admirably tries to deep-throat to mixed effect. Every effort for trying, however; and suffice it to report that his reward is Sharp's keen attention on his sweet, hairless butt, which the legal expert meticulously rims in anticipation of some eye-watering action to come. Don't be fooled into thinking that Sharp's intellectual prowess is going to secure his position as lead role throughout, however. They might look like chalk and cheese - Sharp in his shirt, Fontana in his baseball cap - but the fact remains that when it comes to cock they're more than equals. So much so, in fact, that Fontana is soon returning Sharp's interest hip-thrust for hip-thrust; banging away at the donkey-hung maestro and bringing him towards the sticky point of no return. Which neatly brings us to arguably the talking point of the escapade - namely Sharp's almost obscene (and furious) rupture, which leaves Fontana shell-shocked and dripping in equal measure! In a word, fan-tas-tique!