Jordan Garrison fucks Lee Silver

Jordan Garrison’s stocky frame pins Lee Silver down as his tongue traces the gray stubble along his jaw, then dips lower to lap at the hollow of his throat. Lee’s balding head tilts back, exposing his chest as Garrison’s mouth moves between his nipples before settling over his groin, fingers digging into the couch cushions. The close-up shows every deliberate stroke, licking, sucking, the way his lips seal around Lee’s skin, while the other man’s hands grip the armrests, silent except for the wet, rhythmic sounds.