Eamon August’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Chester Pool beneath him on the bed, his dark hair framing a face pressed into the sheets as August’s fingers slide deep into his hole. Pool’s smooth, broad chest rises with shallow breaths while August’s mouth seals over his cock, tongue working fast before pulling back to lick the thick head. The bed creaks under August’s weight as he guides his fingers in and out, fingers slick with Pool’s slickness.
By Bare Adventures
