Brodie Sinclair’s tattooed arms coil around Andrew Blue’s hips as he pins him against the metal door, fingers probing deep while his mouth seals over the other’s throat in a bruising kiss. Andrew grips the ropes binding his wrists, his body arched into Brodie’s thrusts as he sucks hard on his cock, then lets it slip free to jerk himself off in time with the wet, slamming fucks. The door rattles with every drive, their skin slick with sweat and cum as Brodie’s grip tightens, fingers curling into Andrew’s ass.
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