Romario Faria and Ryan Raz

Romario Faria’s beard scrapes Ryan Raz’s jaw as he grips his hips, fingers already working the tight hole while the blond kneels behind him, teeth sinking into his shoulder. The strap bites into Faria’s thighs as Raz arches back, his ass clenching around the cock that’s already buried deep, both men lost in the rough suction of lips and the wet slap of skin. One hand braces on the bed, the other tangled in hair, pulling hard enough to make Raz’s throat bob as Faria’s tongue swirls over his neck. The belt’s edge digs in just right, enough to mark, not enough to stop.