Rodney Steele’s tight hole stretches around Max Sargent’s thick cock as he grips the sheets, his dark hair slicked back from sweat, while Max’s muscular arms pin his wrists above his head, legs locked together, forcing Rodney to take every inch. Their mouths crash in desperate kisses, tongues tangling as Max’s grip tightens, fingers digging into Rodney’s shoulders. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh.
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