Trenton Ducati and Jake Genesis

Trenton Ducati pins Jake Genesis’s legs apart with a strap, exposing his hole as the tattooed, hairy man kneels between them. Ducati’s dark hair frames a face pressed close, his tongue tracing Jake’s rim before diving in rough, deliberate strokes. Jake’s muscular body arches under the grip, fingers tangled in Ducati’s hair as he sucks hard, his own hand slipping down to finger himself. The air thickens with the sound of wet slaps and Jake’s sharp exhales.