Chris Jett grips Daniel Claymoore’s hips as he drives deep, his tattooed arms flexing over the blond’s trembling body, while a lollipop dangles forgotten between them. Daniel moans around Chris’s cock as fingers plunge into his ass, slick with anticipation, the pink sheets stained where they’ve already taken each other. The blond clings to Chris’s shoulders, his breath ragged as the older man’s rough grip guides him into every thrust.
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