Antony Lorca grips Maori Mortensen’s hips, his fingers digging into the stocky frame as he drives into him with sharp, controlled thrusts. The dark-haired man’s mouth seals around Antony’s cock, taking him deep while his other hand works Maori’s hole, slick with his own spit. Their bodies press together, the close-up framing the, unfiltered motion of Antony’s hips slamming against Maori’s ass.
