Hoyt Kogan grips Matt Thurman’s hips as he drives deep, the pink cushion pressed hard against his back to muffle the wet sounds. Matt’s dark hair falls forward while Hoyt’s fingers dig into his thighs, pulling him flush against each thrust. His mouth seals over Hoyt’s cock, taking him slow before Hoyt flips him onto his stomach and lines himself up for a rough, unbroken fuck. The air thickens with the scent of sweat and oil as Hoyt’s hands grip the sheets, anchoring himself for the next hard slam.
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