Marco Pirelli pins Diego Sanchez down with a grip that leaves no room for hesitation, his dark hair framing a face locked in focus as he drives into him without warning. Diego takes it all, his muscular body tensed beneath the weight, while Marco’s fingers dig into his hips, one hand pulling him deeper, the other tracing the tight ring before his tongue replaces it. The bed creaks under their struggle, the air thick with the wet sounds of Marco’s mouth working Diego’s hole before he finally surges up, his cock slamming home in one brutal thrust.
