Jason Kingsley’s thick fingers stretch Brad Patton’s hole open while the blond kneels behind him, gravel crunching under their weight as Kingsley’s cock slams into Brad’s ass from behind. Brad’s dark hair is slick with spit, his body arched to take every rough thrust, while Kingsley’s grip tightens on his waist, fingers still probing deep. The air hums with the wet sound of flesh, Brad’s moans muffled against the ground as Kingsley’s cock swells inside him.
