Kurtis Wolfe’s beard scrapes against Andres Moreno’s throat as he grips his jaw, fingers digging into the smooth muscle of his neck while Moreno’s lips seal tight around his cock. One’s back arches into the sheets as the other’s thick fingers probe his hole, slick with spit, before Kurtis slams home with a groan, his hips pistoning hard against the bed. The air fills with the wet sound of skin meeting skin, the way Moreno’s ass clenches around him when Kurtis finally buries himself deep.
