Greyson Kent fucks Felix Martel

Greyson Kent pins Felix Martel’s hips against the car seat, his thick fingers probing the tight hole while Felix gasps into his beard, the dark hair on his chest pressed against Greyson’s bare skin. The stocky man arches back as Greyson’s cock slides in, hairy and heavy, the first thrust rough and unprotected, the car’s interior filling with the sound of skin slapping. Felix’s ass clenches around him, fingers tangled in the light hair at Greyson’s nape as he takes every inch.