Paul Wagner’s tattooed, shaved head leans against the car door as he grips Derek Kage’s hips, fingers digging into the black leather pants that stay up only long enough to pull them down. The bearded man’s mouth opens wide around Paul’s cock, swallowing hard as his own hands grip the doorframe, knuckles white. By the time they’re both bare, Derek’s ass is already wet from Paul’s tongue, his hole stretched open for the first thrust.
