Tommy Defendi’s beard scrapes against Brendan Patrick’s neck as he grips his hips, fingers already working inside him while his mouth seals over the other’s cock. Brendan arches into the touch, his thick thighs spread wide for the relentless thrusts, his own hand sliding between Tommy’s legs to tease the tight ring. The air thickens with the wet sounds of lips and fingers, the bed creaking under their weight as one pulls back just long enough to lick the salt from Tommy’s shaft before burying his face again.
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