GRABBYS EUROPE: HOTEL CHRONICLES Eating at Grabbys was never an option. Especially when you’re the bottom. You have to keep your stomach empty because you never know when the next collaboration will come along. But don’t worry, the meat is served differently. I was relaxing by the pool in the afternoon, after a hectic morning of sex. That’s when I met him, Marco Rush. I knew him from another time and another place. We had arranged to film a video, but he canceled at the time – he was in a toxic relationship. He thought I would remember. That I would be angry. But when he came to greet me and apologize… I didn’t even remember. Relief is sexy. Forgiveness too. He knew exactly what to expect from me: sexual love with a 20cm cock and patience. And, luckily for both of us, he was already up for the job. I penetrated him gently, deeply, and without resistance. Having sex with Marco was a mix of laughter, dirty talk, and moments where I held his face and whispered things. I made sure he was watching me. I wanted a connection. And I got it. I kept going, changing positions, kissing him mid-penetration. Marco isn’t just a guy to have sex with—he’s an experience. He gives pleasure intentionally. He communicates with his hands, his hips, his eyes. And yes, it was a collaboration, like many others during the Grabbys. But that’s the point of being there: you don’t have sex with the star of the moment, you don’t chase after the biggest dick. We go after the guy who makes us feel more than satisfied. And Marco? He gave me all that. And a little more.
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