Bruno Bond & Charlie X

Bruno Bond’s beard scrapes Charlie X’s chest as he grips his cock, thick and flushed, while Charlie kneels between his legs, tongue tracing the crack of his ass before sliding two fingers inside. The black strap tightens around Bruno’s waist as he pins Charlie down, his own hole already slick from riming, while Charlie’s hands work his own shaft, hair rough against skin, before Bruno flips him onto the couch and drives in hard.