Parker Williams pins the blond’s wrists to the wall with a strap while Danny Roddick kneels between his legs, tongue deep in his throat as fingers probe his hole. The dark-haired one grips the restraint, his muscles taut, as Trey Casteel takes his turn with slow, deliberate thrusts from behind, the strap keeping him exactly where Parker wants. The air fills with the wet sounds of sucking and the rhythmic slap of flesh against ass, no hesitation, no softness, just, unbroken control.
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