Richard Lennox’s gray hair and clean-shaven face lean in as he presses Elis Ataxxx’s blond head down, his fingers tangling in the other man’s hair while the couch’s leopard print swallows their hips. Elis takes the thick cock deep, his throat working around the slow, deliberate thrusts as Lennox’s grip tightens, guiding every inch. The blue polo shirts ride up, exposing taut stomachs, but the real focus is the wet, sloppy sounds of his mouth stretched wide around the shaft.
