Bo Sinn’s beard brushes Nate Grimes’ chest as he grips his cock, fingers slick with spit, while Grimes kneels in a green elf hat, his tongue tracing the thick vein of his partner’s shaft. The stockings they’d stuffed with gifts now lie discarded as Bo flips him onto his back, the elf’s pointy ears tangled in his dark hair, before pressing his mouth around Grimes’ asshole with a wet pop. Between licks and thrusts, Grimes jerks off with one hand, his other gripping the tree’s tinsel-wrapped branches, until Bo’s cock fills him from behind, the elf’s costume the only thing left between them.
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