Tyler Andrews pins Dominik Rider down, his dark hair slicked back as he grips the man’s hips and drives into him hard on the couch, while Dominik’s fingers dig into the armrests, his smooth, muscular body trembling under the relentless thrusts. His mouth is full of Tyler’s cock, taking every inch as the blond’s tattooed forearm flexes with each deep stroke, the air thick with the sound of wet flesh and ragged breaths. Dominik’s hole clenches around him, his asshole stretched wide as Tyler’s grip tightens, pulling him closer with every thrust.
