Martin Love pins Martin Penn’s hips down while his fingers stretch him open, the strap biting into his thighs as Penn’s head dips lower. Dark hair frames a face pressed into the sheets, tongue tracing the tight ring before Love grips his cock and pumps in rough, steady strokes. The belt loops around Penn’s waist, pulling his ass higher as Love’s mouth seals over his hole, teeth grazing the sensitive skin. Fingers dig into Penn’s spread thighs while Love’s own hand works faster, cum spilling over his knuckles as Penn’s breath hitches.
