Harrison Todd grips the bottle between his teeth while Shae Reynolds kneels beside him, his dark hair framing a lean, smooth body as he strokes himself with slow, deliberate strokes. The couch creaks under them as Shae leans in, his fingers tracing the curve of Harrison’s cock before taking it fully into his mouth, the bottle clinking against the armrest. Naked by the end, they move closer, the air thick with the sound of skin against skin and the wet, rhythmic pull of a deep throat.
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