Serge Cavalli grips Derek Caravaggio’s hips as he drives into him, his stocky frame pressing down hard while Derek’s dark hair falls over his face as he sucks Cavalli’s cock. Fingers dig into ass cheeks, tongues trace throats, and Cavalli’s grip tightens as he bottoms out, his weight pinning Derek into the sheets. The air thickens with the sound of wet flesh and the rough breath of someone who won’t let go.
