Alex Kane drives Will Braun hard against the wall, his grip tight on the hips that flex as he takes every inch. The safety vest stays on long enough for Will’s fingers to trace the sweat slicking Kane’s chest before the gear is tossed aside, leaving only the heat of his mouth on Kane’s cock. Buckets of paint sit forgotten as Kane pins Will over them, the first thrusts rough enough to make the yellow plastic rattle.
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