Jeroen Mondrian’s thick fingers stretch Jens Christensen’s hole open while his beard grazes the tight ring, then he presses his mouth against it, tongue tracing the puckered edge before slipping inside. The bed creaks as Jeroen lines up, his cock thick and veined, sinking deep with one hard thrust, Jens’s ass clenches around him, fingers digging into the sheets. Close-ups show the hairy chest pressed against Jens’s back, the dark hair of both men tangled in sweat as he pounds into him, each movement pulling a choked groan from Jens’s throat.
