Alex Stevens and Danny Montero

Alex Stevens grips Danny Montero’s hips as he tongues his asshole, fingers probing deep while the tattooed one arches into the touch. The blond lies spread beneath him, his smooth, muscular back pressed into the sheets as Danny’s mouth seals around his hole, rimmed with rough, hungry strokes. A medical diagram poster hangs in the background, its sterile lines contrasting with the raw, unprotected thrust of tongues and fingers.