Lucas Fox kneels with his dark hair framing a broad, tattooed chest, his muscular arms flexing as he grips Massimo Piano’s hips, his fingers digging in just hard enough to hold him steady. Piano stands rigid, his clean-shaven jaw tight, as Fox’s mouth seals around his cock, the suction deep and relentless, his tongue working the underside while his other hand pulls Piano’s balls tight against his body. The air hums with the wet, rhythmic sound of lips and flesh, the only distraction the way Fox’s grip shifts, his knuckles brushing Piano’s inner thighs as he leans in, his breath hot against the skin just before he takes him deeper.
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