Jacob Daniels grips Dakota Sky’s hips as he tongues his asshole, the red jacket slapping against the sheets while Dakota moans into his mouth, fingers already buried deep inside him. The lean, tattooed man arches his back, gripping the sheets as Daniels’ tongue works the tight ring, his own cock already slick with need. Dakota’s dark hair falls forward as he sucks hard on Daniels’ shaft, teeth scraping the head just before he pulls back to lick the precome off. Their bodies move in tight, desperate rhythm, one man fingering, the other rimmed, both lost in the rough, unfiltered heat.
