David Lee’s tattooed, muscular frame pins Jack Flynn down as he licks his hole, fingers already buried deep while the blond’s cock twitches between them. The floral sheets catch Lee’s sweat as he flips Flynn onto his back, gripping his hips hard enough to bruise before slamming into him with rough, unrelenting thrusts. Flynn’s mouth seals around Lee’s shaft, swallowing every inch as his own hand jerks off in time with the wet, sloppy sounds of their bodies slapping together.
