Allen King pins Andy Star over the bed, his tattooed arms locking around the bent-over body while his mouth finds the tight hole. King’s fingers probe first, slick with saliva, before his thick cock pushes inside with rough, unhurried force. Star’s ass clenches around him as King’s tongue swipes over his rim, then his lips seal around the straining cock, taking it deep. The bed creaks under their weight as King’s grip tightens, his own cock bobbing free between them.
