Kyle Harley’s lean, smooth body arches over Duncan Tyler’s broad, muscular frame as their mouths lock in a deep kiss, tongues tangling while Tyler’s fingers slide deep inside Kyle’s tight hole. The blue cloth beneath them stains as Tyler’s tongue traces the crack of Kyle’s ass, then presses against his hole before Kyle returns the favor, his own fingers working Tyler’s entrance with practiced precision. Their faces pressed together, they share the wet heat of each other’s mouths and holes, the only sound the wet smack of lips and the slow, deliberate thrust of fingers.
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