Dominic Sol’s tattooed, shaved head leans over Jake Deckard’s bench as he grips his wristbands, fingers already working his hole while Jake’s mouth takes his cock deep. The locker room’s wooden slats creak under their weight as Dominic’s thick shaft slides in, his grip tight on Jake’s hips, the red and black bands marking the stretch of his ass. Jake moans around Dominic’s cock, his own fingers tracing Dominic’s tattooed chest before pulling back to rim him with slow, deliberate pressure.
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