Dodger Wolf and Lex Sabre

Dodger Wolf pins Lex Sabre’s hips down while his beard scrapes against the tight ring of his asshole, fingers already probing deep before his tongue swipes the slick heat. Lex’s muscular chest presses into the sheets as Dodger’s mouth seals over his hole, hairy lips pulling tight around the puckered entrance. The bed creaks under their weight as one hand grips a thigh, the other works open the tight fist of his ass.