Luke Taylor and Marty Marshall

Luke Taylor’s thick cock slides deep as Marty Marshall grips a tree trunk, his lean body arched into the rough bark while Taylor’s dark hair falls over his face. The woods frame them, Marty’s hole stretched open by fingers, then by cock, as Taylor licks and sucks with no barrier, his muscular frame pressing down. A rock digs into Marty’s back, his asshole glistening with spit and saliva as they move, one on his back, the other kneeling between his legs.