Carlo Masi grips Skye Woods’ hips as he drives the strap-on deep, his tattoos flexing against the curve of his back while Woods moans into the mattress, fingers digging into the sheets. The blond bends forward, his ass tight and exposed, as Masi’s thick cock pounds relentlessly, each thrust pulling a sharp gasp from Woods’ parted lips. His hands brace the floor, knuckles white, while Masi’s grip never loosens, his breath ragged against Woods’ shoulder.
