Zane Jacobs grips the bearded man’s hips while his tattooed fingers trace the clean-shaven one’s asshole, the wooden table creaking under their weight as Shane Frost’s dark hair falls over his shoulder. Danny Arnez drinks from a glass, his muscular arms flexing as Marcus Adams’ tongue swipes over Zane’s cock before taking him deep. The blue underwear peeks out from under the curtains, the only hint of restraint before Zane drives into the bearded man with a rough, unbroken thrust.
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