Andrei Karenin fucks Marcel Gassion

Andrei Karenin pins Marcel Gassion’s wrists above his head while kneeling between his thighs, his dark hair falling forward as he works two fingers deep into the other’s tight hole. Marcel lies still, his muscular body stretched out on the bed, lips parted as Andrei’s mouth crashes down for a rough, openmouthed kiss. The air hums with the wet sound of fingers sliding in and out, the only movement the slow, deliberate thrusts that leave Marcel’s breath coming in sharp gasps.