Jayce Williams grips Lucky Daniels’ hips, his dark hair framing a face buried between his thighs as he licks and sucks with deliberate pressure. Lucky lies still, his smooth, muscular chest rising as Jayce’s fingers slide deep inside him, fingers slick with his own wetness. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet, rhythmic sounds of Jayce’s mouth working over his hole.
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