Maxxie Wilde’s dark hair falls over his tattooed chest as he pins Xavier Sibley down, fingers already working the tight hole while his mouth seals over the other’s. The bearded one grips the strap tied around his waist, pulling Maxxie’s weight as he shifts between positions, each thrust deeper than the last. Xavier’s smooth, muscular body arches under the pressure, his own hand lost in a tight fist as Maxxie’s tongue traces the rim before diving back inside.
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