Bravo Delta kneels between Gabriel Clark’s thighs, his tattooed arms gripping the sheets as he licks the slick folds of his hole while Ben Rose watches from the edge of the bed, his smooth jaw tight with focus. Gabriel’s muscular frame arches under the pressure of Bravo’s tongue, fingers already probing deep, the slick sounds of wet flesh filling the air. The slim, dark-haired man on his knees doesn’t stop until his breath hitches, his grip tightening as Bravo’s mouth works relentlessly.
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