Oscar Scholz and the blond, muscular man kneel on a couch and bed, their hands tracing each other’s smooth skin while one presses a clapperboard between them. The blond’s fingers dig into the other’s chest, gripping tight as their mouths crash together, tongues tangling. Pillows prop them up, sheets rumpled beneath them as the muscular one guides his palm lower, fingers brushing the blond’s thigh.
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