Jon Kael pins Ian Roebuck’s wrists above his head while his tongue drags deep into his throat, fingers already working the slick hole beneath. The dark-haired top grips the sheets as he drives into Ian’s tight ass, his own breath ragged against the curve of his neck. Ian moans around Jon’s cock, lips sealed tight as the thicker shaft presses forward, his body arched to take every hard thrust.
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