Tristan Hunter fucks Johnny B

Tristan Hunter pins Johnny B’s hips down with one hand while his beard scratches against the other’s throat as he takes his cock deep. The bearded man’s fingers dig into the couch cushions, his knuckles white as Hunter’s weight presses him into the pillows, the dark hair on his chest rough against Johnny’s face. A wet smack echoes when Hunter pulls back just enough to slam forward again, his grip tightening on Johnny’s waist as he works his tongue between his lips. The slim man’s breath hitches with every thrust, his fingers curling into the fabric as Hunter’s beard brushes his jaw.