Let's see, the last time we looked down inside this dark hole-in-the-wall tavern, Jeff Scott (above) was lusting hot and heavy for a taste of bartender Bo. The bar was empty of other customers and Bo's ball sack was in need or relief, so Richard was on his knees faster than anything once Bo gave the nod okay. That bartender would be Bo Richards, who worked in the business between 1979 and about 1982. Later this week we'll enjoy some additional photos he took for the January 1982 Honcho magazine edition.
But if there's a lesson to be learned from today's retro photo set, it's to always wear the right color socks when you leave home, since you never know when someone will be fucking you with your shoes and socks on.
But if there's a lesson to be learned from today's retro photo set, it's to always wear the right color socks when you leave home, since you never know when someone will be fucking you with your shoes and socks on.
A true gentleman, it looks like Bo makes sure that his bar bitch climaxes, too!






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