Cole Gartner pins Tony Falco beneath him on the couch, his light hair framing a lean, smooth body as he drives deep with slow, deliberate thrusts. Tony’s dark, muscular frame arches under the pressure, his fingers digging into the couch as Cole’s mouth seals around his cock with tight, rhythmic suction. The air thickens with the sound of wet, slapping flesh and the sharp inhale of pleasure, each movement pulling a choked groan from Tony’s throat.
