Scott Swann kneels between Enzo Grimaldi’s spread legs, his shaved head close enough to taste the salt on his back as he drags a tongue over the tight, puckered hole. Enzo grips the edge of a locker, his muscular frame bracing as Swann’s fingers probe deeper, then switches to a thick cock that pulses against his lips before disappearing inside. The other man stands with his weight on one foot, his own fist working his length while Swann rides him hard, the rhythmic slap of flesh against asshole filling the space.
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