Seal Team Sex, part 2

Blake Hunter’s beard scrapes Diego Sans’ chest as he pins him to the bench, fingers already working the tight hole while his mouth takes the thick cock in a rough, greedy suck. The locker room’s scent of sweat and leather mixes with the wet sounds of Diego’s ass clenching around Hunter’s tongue before he flips, driving deep with one hard thrust. His chest hair brushes Diego’s back as he grips the bench, the rhythm sharp and unrelenting.