Rhys Jagger grips Julien Hussey’s hips as he drives into him, the couch creaking under their weight while his fingers dig into the back of his thighs. Julien takes every inch, his mouth locked around Rhys’s cock as his tongue swirls against the head before pulling back to suck hard, the sound of wet flesh slapping against skin filling the air. His fingers probe deep inside, curling just right before sliding out to tease the tight ring at his hole, while Rhys’s breath comes in sharp gasps between thrusts. The close-up shows the, unfiltered grip of one man holding another in place as the other takes everything he’s given.
