Daniello Danure and Johnny Viper

Daniello Danure kneels on the leopard-print sheets, his beard brushing the dark hair of Johnny Viper as he takes his asshole in his mouth. Viper grips the sheets, his tattoos shadowed by the angle, while Daniello’s fingers slide between his cheeks, tracing the tight ring before his tongue circles the puckered hole. The muscular frame of the bearded one leans forward, his grip firm as he sucks deep, the wet sound of lips sealing around skin cutting through the air.