Michael Del Rey fucks August Alexander

Michael Del Rey dominates August Alexander with a rough, tattooed grip, his beard scraping against the other’s neck as he pins him down. August’s slim frame trembles under the pressure, lips parted for the deep thrusts of Del Rey’s tongue before his fingers slide inside, rough and relentless. The laptop hums in the background while Del Rey’s hands grip the couch, pulling August’s hips up for every stroke.