Scott Isaac pins Calvin Grange down, his grip tight on the hips while he drives deep inside, the bed creaking under their weight as he works the thick cock buried in his ass. Calvin’s mouth wraps around Scott’s fingers, his tongue tracing the ridges as Scott’s other hand pulls his own cock, slick with precome, before guiding it back to the tight hole. The air thickens with the sounds of wet flesh and breath, Scott’s knuckles white against Calvin’s thighs as he holds on, his own body tensing with every thrust.
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