Pheonix Fellington pins Jett Rink’s wrists above his head while his tattooed arms flex, the dark-haired man’s grip firm as he works his fingers deep into the other’s asshole. Jett gasps around the cock in his mouth, his light hair mussed as Pheonix guides him with rough, possessive strokes. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet slap of tongue against skin and the low, hungry groan that cuts through the air.
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