Spencer Fox kneels on the couch, his dark hair slick with sweat as Ali drives into his ass with rough, relentless thrusts. The bearded man grips the edge of the couch, his muscular body tensed for every deep stroke, while Fox’s fingers dig into the fabric, his hole stretched wide. A hand slides between them, one of them licks the slickness from Fox’s asshole, then traces it up to his tight ring before pressing inside. The air hums with the wet sounds of sucking, the couch creaking under their weight as they shift positions, one still standing, the other bent over, both lost in the grind.
