Connor Maguire’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Levi Karter down on the grass, his dark hair tangled with the rough texture as he drives into him with rough, relentless thrusts. Levi’s smooth, toned body arches under the force, his fingers digging into the earth as Connor’s grip tightens around his hips, no hesitation, just the wet sound of skin and the way his hole clenches around the invasion. Before that, Levi’s mouth was already wrapped tight around Connor’s cock, his throat working hard enough to make the blond’s breath come in sharp gasps, while his own fingers slid deep inside first, stretching him open. The woods swallow the sounds, but the only thing that matters is how deep Connor goes.
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