Eli Hunter dominates Eddie Danger with his strength, gripping his hips as the bearded man kneels between his thighs, his tongue deep in the tight hole while the scoreboard flickers in the background. The dark-haired top pins the bottom’s wrists behind his back, his red shirt clinging as Eddie’s ass clenches around his face, the bar’s neon glow barely illuminating the desperate grip of his thighs.
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