Paul Cassidy’s thick, dark hair falls over his shoulders as he pins Jim Durden beneath him, his muscular frame pressing down with relentless force. The slim, smooth-skinned man lies still while Cassidy’s lips seal over his mouth, fingers already slipping inside his tight hole. Durden’s body arches slightly as the first thick strokes begin, his smooth skin glistening under the weight of the man above.
More galleries
