Cole Youngblood grips the steering wheel while Todd Gibbs kneels between his legs, his fingers working the other man’s thick cock with rough precision. Tony Cummings stands beside them, his own shaft already slick with precome as he leans in to press his mouth hard against Youngblood’s lips. The car’s interior hums with the wet sounds of lips and fingers, the standing man’s grip tightening around his own length as the seated one arches into the touch.
