Paul Canon’s thick arms flex as he pins Michael Roman’s hips to the bed, his tattooed chest glistening with sweat while Damien Stone kneels between them, licking the cum dripping from Roman’s hole. The slim, dark-haired one grips Paul’s cock with a rough, deliberate grip, his own tattooed knuckles stained as he works, while Roman arches beneath them, his asshole already swollen and slick.
