Michel Rudin and Yohan Banks

Michel Rudin grips Yohan Banks’ tie as he pulls him down onto the filing cabinet, his bearded jaw rough against the younger man’s throat while fingers dig into the back of his suit jacket. Yohan moans around Rudin’s cock, his tongue working the thick shaft as the office shelves press cold against his bare ass, the tie still knotted tight around his neck. Rudin’s hand slides between them, slick with spit, while his other grips the filing drawer, holding Yohan open as he licks the tight ring before pressing inside. The suit stays only on Rudin, Banks’ pants fall first, then the tie, leaving them both naked against the furniture, Rudin’s cock sliding deep as Yohan arches into each thrust.