Forrest Marks grips Brady Corbin’s hips from behind while their lips lock, teeth catching his lower lip hard enough to draw a gasp. The blond’s fingers dig into the smooth, muscular back as he presses his cock against the other’s ass, the heat of their bodies flush together. Brady tilts his head back, exposing his throat, while Forrest’s breath comes sharp against his ear, no words, just the press of their bodies moving in sync.
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