Bob Coogler’s dark hair falls forward as he grips Kian O’Connor’s hips, his muscular frame pinning the other man down while his tongue traces the tight ring of his asshole. Kian arches into the pressure, his smooth skin glistening as Coogler’s fingers work the slick entrance before the blunt head of his cock pushes inside. The bed creaks under their weight as lips seal over his throat, teeth grazing the pulse point while the deeper thrusts drive them both toward release.
