Daniel Serbanescu kneels between Alfredo’s spread legs while the bearded man on the bed grips his own cock, his tattooed shoulder flexing as he guides fingers into the hole. Alfredo arches his back, mouth open in a silent gasp as Serbanescu’s tongue traces the rim before pressing deep, his knuckles slick with spit. The muscular man on the bed leans forward, gripping his own shaft hard as he watches, his shaved head gleaming under the light. Their hands move fast, one stretching Alfredo’s hole open, the other pumping furiously against the bed.
