Jesse Jenkins straddles Mike Cage on the couch, his dark hair framing a lean, smooth body as he takes control, fingers already working into the other’s tight hole. Cage lies back, his own dark hair slicked back, lips parted as Jesse’s mouth seals over his cock, swallowing deep before pulling off with a wet pop. The couch creaks under their weight as Jesse shifts, his grip firm around Mike’s hips, guiding him into the rhythm of slow, deliberate thrusts.
By Bare Adventures
