Richard Lennox’s thick fingers probe Travis Smith’s tight hole while his beard scrapes against the smooth skin of his ass, the purple underwear barely concealing the stretch. The stocky man pins him down, his graying chest pressing into the bed as Travis arches back, lips parted for the rough kiss that turns into a wet, greedy tongue against his throat. Lennox’s grip tightens around his hips, fingers slipping deeper with every thrust, while Travis moans into the kiss, his body trembling between the bed and the relentless pull of his own pleasure.
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