Diego Sans grips the stool, his tattoos dark against skin stretched taut as Max Wilde kneels before him, tongue tracing the tight ring of his asshole with slow precision. The bearded man’s fingers dig into the wood while Diego rides him, hips rolling hard, the chair’s edge biting into his thighs. Max’s mouth seals around the puckered hole, lips stretched tight as Diego leans forward, gripping the stool’s edge to brace himself, no hesitation, just the wet, relentless pull of suction.
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