Morgan and Cheyenne are dressed very festively in red, white, and blue chatting about how guys with small dicks suck. They notice a loser perving out, but they can't see a bulge in his pants. They demand he show them what he is packing, but as suspected, it isn't much. In fact, it is short and thin. It reminds Cheyenne of one of those very small one pop fire cracker sticks. They laugh at him and humiliate him with the pinkie finger gestures and give him a count down to cum. Just as they thought, his load was as lame as a dud fire cracker. Poof.

Morgan and Cheyenne are dressed very festively in red, white, and blue chatting about how guys with small dicks suck. They notice a loser perving out, but they can't see a bulge in his pants. They demand he show them what he is packing, but as suspected, it isn't much. In fact, it is short and thin. It reminds Cheyenne of one of those very small one pop fire cracker sticks. They laugh at him and humiliate him with the pinkie finger gestures and give him a count down to cum. Just as they thought, his load was as lame as a dud fire cracker. Poof.