Reid Hartley grips Chance Summerliin’s hips as he pins him to the couch, his beard rough against the other’s throat while Chance moans around his cock. The red underwear peeking from under him clings tight as Hartley’s tongue swirls deep, fingers probing his hole with steady pressure. Chance arches into the touch, his tattoos rippling as Hartley shifts his weight, the first thrust already driving him into the fabric.
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