

Kyle Mason, Pisces, born in '87 in Minneapolis. Grew up with lakes and woods everywhere, and the city always had something going on. He ditched the Lutheran stuff early, figured science made more sense. Shy as hell in high school, didn't lose his virginity until second semester of college when a girl from the next dorm pulled him in. Before porn he taught ballroom dancing, competed too, and ran a business on how the body actually moves. Still plans to get back to both once things slow down. He blasted résumés to every big agency. Riley at Hussie hit him back the next morning and told him to get to Florida. Off set he lifts, eats, dances. Shooting for PureTaboo felt different, real different. They wanted the shots to look like actual scenes, not just bodies slapping. He says the site lets people air out the kinks they keep buried, which beats letting them explode later in ways nobody wants. He fucks her hard against the kitchen counter, her wrists pinned, skirt hiked to her waist. She gasps when he slides in raw, legs locked around him, taking every inch while he pounds deeper. He flips her onto the table, spreads her open, tongue working her clit until she shakes, then drives back inside, hips snapping, sweat dripping down his chest onto her tits. She moans his name, begs for more, and he gives it, relentless, balls slapping, her cunt gripping tight until he fills her up, cum leaking out as he keeps thrusting through the aftershocks.

Kyle Mason, Pisces, born in '87 in Minneapolis. Grew up with lakes and woods everywhere, and the city always had something going on. He ditched the Lutheran stuff early, figured science made more sense. Shy as hell in high school, didn't lose his virginity until second semester of college when a girl from the next dorm pulled him in. Before porn he taught ballroom dancing, competed too, and ran a business on how the body actually moves. Still plans to get back to both once things slow down. He blasted résumés to every big agency. Riley at Hussie hit him back the next morning and told him to get to Florida. Off set he lifts, eats, dances. Shooting for PureTaboo felt different, real different. They wanted the shots to look like actual scenes, not just bodies slapping. He says the site lets people air out the kinks they keep buried, which beats letting them explode later in ways nobody wants. He fucks her hard against the kitchen counter, her wrists pinned, skirt hiked to her waist. She gasps when he slides in raw, legs locked around him, taking every inch while he pounds deeper. He flips her onto the table, spreads her open, tongue working her clit until she shakes, then drives back inside, hips snapping, sweat dripping down his chest onto her tits. She moans his name, begs for more, and he gives it, relentless, balls slapping, her cunt gripping tight until he fills her up, cum leaking out as he keeps thrusting through the aftershocks.