Hal Drake and Clint Ely

Hal Drake rides Clint Ely hard in the grassy dunes, his cock buried deep while the blond’s fingers stretch his asshole open. Ely sucks Drake’s shaft, his mouth tight around the thick shaft as the sun bleaches the blue towel beneath them. Drake’s dark hair falls forward as he grips Ely’s hips, driving into him with rough, unrelenting thrusts. The salt air and the wet sounds of their bodies slapping together fill the space between them.