Dan Estrada stands over Colin Stride, gripping his hips as he presses his mouth to the tight, puckered hole of his kneeling partner. The dark-haired, tattooed man on his knees parts his ass with steady fingers, his chest rising sharply as Estrada’s tongue traces the sensitive skin before plunging inside. Their chests brush together, nipples hard and wet from the rough attention of lips and teeth, while Estrada’s hands dig into Colin’s smooth, muscular back, holding him exactly where he wants him.
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