Brad Star’s bearded jaw grips Brandon Lewis’s hips as he slams into his asshole, the checkered shorts riding up to expose his tight hole, while Brandon’s fingers dig into the couch cushion beneath them. The blue star-patterned towel draped over the armrest gets tangled in Brad’s grip as he leans down, his tongue tracing the puckered ring before his teeth close around it. Brandon’s cock swells against the couch, his breath ragged as Brad’s fingers stretch his hole open, preparing for the next thrust.
By Suite703
