Bobby Long’s beard brushes against Jake Bass’s neck as he grips the strap, pulling him closer for a deep kiss while his fingers dig into Bass’s ass, already slick with lube. Bass arches into the touch, his hole stretched open as Long’s tongue traces the seam before his mouth seals around his cock, teeth scraping the shaft. The green headband slips low on Long’s forehead as he flips Bass onto his stomach, his own cock prodding at the tight ring while Bass moans into the sheets, fingers curled into the mattress.
