Ray Diesel’s thick cock presses against Jake Lawrence’s mouth as he grips the bearded man’s hips, fingers digging into the red leather of the couch. The bald man’s tongue swipes over the head, his jaw working fast, while Jake’s muscular body arches into the grip, his pink underwear barely visible beneath the strain. Their chests rise and fall in sync, the weight of Diesel’s cock the only thing holding Lawrence down.
