Dylan Hyde grips the yellow strap tight as he pins Aarin Asker’s asshole open, the dildo already buried deep inside, his knuckles white against the dark hair framing his hole. Aarin’s fingers dig into the mattress as Hyde adjusts the strap, his muscular arms flexing with every thrust, the tattooed skin glistening with sweat. The dildo slams home with each drive, the strap holding him in place as Aarin moans, his hole stretched wide around the thick shaft.
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