I’m ever so slightly obsessed with Ethan Ayers. It’s not the mohawk, or the stocky muscular build, the sexy tattoos or the twisted smile. That’s all great stuff, but it’s Ayers’ gleefully sleazy, up-for-anything attitude that really makes me hard.
I’m ever so slightly obsessed with Ethan Ayers. It’s not the mohawk, or the stocky muscular build, the sexy tattoos or the twisted smile. That’s all great stuff, but it’s Ayers’ gleefully sleazy, up-for-anything attitude that really makes me hard.