Mike King drives into Tyler Bolt with relentless force, his grip tightening around the slim, dark-haired man’s hips as the patterned bedding shifts beneath them. Tyler takes it deep, his fingers tracing wet lines along his own slick hole while King’s mouth seals over his cock, swallowing hard. The air hums with the sound of skin slapping skin, each thrust pulling a sharp gasp from Tyler’s throat.
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