Scott Haux and Nick Daniels

Scott Haux grips Nick Daniels’ hips as he drives deep, the blond’s knuckles whitening around the curve of his ass while Daniels arches into each thrust. His fingers dig into the couch cushion, nails biting as Haux’s tongue swipes up his throat before pulling back to suck hard, the sound of wet lips slapping against skin. Behind him, Daniels’ breath hitches when Haux’s cock drags along his hole, slick with his own fingers still probing, the air thick with the scent of sweat and need.