Alexander Gustavo pins Billy Santoro’s wrists with a strap while Billy lies spread-eagled, his thick thighs splayed wide for the taking. The dark-haired, hairy one on top drives into him hard, his cock buried deep as Billy moans around Alexander’s fingers, first in his mouth, then between his ass cheeks. The air fills with the wet slap of flesh, the rough rasp of lips and tongue, and the desperate gasp when Alexander finally shoves his way inside.
