Blake Bennet stands firm while Max Flint kneels between his spread legs, tongue deep in his asshole as the couch cushions bite into his lean frame. The blond’s tattooed chest glistens with sweat as he grips the armrests, fingers digging in while Flint’s lean body presses close, fingers already working the tight hole. When they flip, Blake takes Max from behind on the couch, his weight pinning the other down as the blond’s hands grip the cushions, the angle forcing Flint’s own mouth onto Blake’s cock.
