Gabriel Cross grips the couch cushion as Roman Todd kneels between his thighs, his dark hair framing a mouth that takes Gabriel’s cock deep with a rough, hungry pull. Roman’s smooth, muscular chest rises with each thrust, his fingers already working Gabriel’s hole open while his lips seal around the shaft. The tank-top-clad man above watches, his dark hair falling forward as he braces himself, ready to drive into the wet heat Roman has prepared.
