Julian Smiles pins Conner Bradley down on the couch, his tattooed arms flexing as he drives into the hole with rough, unrelenting strokes while Conner’s dark hair falls forward, his fingers digging into the cushions. Smiles grips his waist hard, his breath ragged as he slams deeper, the sound of flesh meeting flesh sharp and wet, while Conner moans low, his ass clenching around the cock still buried inside. One moment they’re talking, the next Smiles is on his knees between Bradley’s spread thighs, his mouth sealing over the hole before pulling back to lick and finger, the dark-haired man’s body arching as he begs for more.
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