Adam Ramzi’s tattooed arms coil around Kurtis Wolfe’s hips as he drives deep, the blond’s breath ragged against Julian Knowles’ shoulder while Alex Mecum kneels behind, his fingers tracing the sweat-slicked lines of the first man’s back. The bearded one’s grip tightens on the sheets as Adam’s cock slams home, each thrust sending Julian’s head snapping back into the pillow.
