Cory Kane’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Freddie Daze beneath him, his dark hair framing a face pressed into the sheets as his fingers slide deep into the other’s hole. Freddie’s clean-shaven jaw clenches around Cory’s cock, swallowing hard as his body arches into the rough grip of his partner’s hand. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet, desperate rhythm of a mouth working and a cock pulsing.
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