Dante Colle’s beard presses hard against Roman Todd’s mouth as he grips his hips, fingers digging into the smooth muscle of his back while Roman moans into the kiss, his tongue forcing open lips that taste like whiskey and salt. The couch creaks under them as Dante flips him onto his stomach, the tattoos on his back twisting in the dim light, then slides his cock into the tight, wet heat of his ass without warning. Roman’s fingers curl into the fabric, his hole clenching around the thick invasion as Dante’s other hand works his own cock, slick with spit, before Roman turns back to suck him off with greedy, sloppy mouthwork.
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