Max Wilde’s beard brushes Brodie Sinclair’s jaw as he grips his hips, fingers already working the slick hole while Sinclair’s cock throbs against the couch cushion. Wilde takes the thick shaft into his mouth, teeth scraping the underside as Brodie’s free hand jerks himself off, cum already beading at the tip. The couch creaks under them as Wilde flips him onto his back, the tattooed chest rising with each sharp intake of breath before he slams into Sinclair’s ass.
