Richard Lennox’s fingers dig into Frank Funsize’s hips while he pins him down, the red straps biting into his shoulders as he works his way up to the cock Frank’s already stroking himself. The third man, smooth and slim with light hair, leans in to take Frank’s mouth, his own hand disappearing between his legs as Lennox’s tongue traces the tight ring of his asshole. The couch groans under them, but the only sound is the wet slap of lips and the rough breath of a man who’s already close.
