Jarrett Rex pins Johnny Hazzard down on the bed, his tattooed arms flexing as he grips the other’s hips, while Johnny’s dark hair falls over his face as Rex’s tongue swirls deep into his mouth. The air hums with the wet sound of Rex’s fingers sliding between Johnny’s thighs, then the slow, deliberate thrust of his cock pushing into the tight, gripping heat from behind. Johnny’s body arches, his ass clenching around Rex’s length as he rides him hard, the bed creaking with every rough, driving motion.
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