Craig Reynolds grips Kyle King’s jaw hard, his dark hair framing a face that never lets go, fingers digging into smooth muscle while his tongue forces open lips that won’t resist. The spit flies thick and deliberate, coating King’s throat as Reynolds works his mouth down, teeth scraping just enough to make the licks between his legs all the more precise. King’s clean-shaven chin trembles when the fingers slip inside, but his hands stay locked on Reynolds’ shoulders, holding him in place for the next wet, relentless pull.
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