Mark Hammer and Glen Woods

Mark Hammer grips Glen Woods’ hips, slamming his fist into the tight asshole while the other man’s tongue drags deep into his mouth, muscles straining as Glen’s hairy chest presses into the couch. The spanking follows, sharp and deliberate, each strike marking the pale skin before fingers probe the stretched hole, pulling back just enough to make Glen’s breath hitch. No mercy in the hold, no hesitation in the bite of the tongue or the sting of the palm.