Jordan Farris pins Yannick Modine’s wrists as he drives deep, the dark hair of both men slick with sweat, fingers already working the tight hole while lips crash against his throat. Yannick arches beneath him, gripping the sheets as Farris’ cock slides in hard, the first thrust rough and unrelenting. His own hand moves between them, slick with spit, pulling at the stretched skin before the real pressure starts.
More galleries
