Ari Sylvio grips Phenix Saint’s hips, his tattooed arms flexing as he guides his fingers deep into the other’s asshole, while Phenix moans low, his dark hair falling forward as Ari’s tongue traces a wet path up his crack. The bearded man kneels behind, his camouflage shorts rucked low, lips sealing around Phenix’s cock before pulling back to lick the thick head, his own fist working the shaft as fingers stretch the tight ring. Both men move with rough precision, the couch creaking under their weight as Ari’s teeth graze the nape of Phenix’s neck.
By Suite703
