Tony D’angelo grips his thick cock, veins bulging as he leans over Felix Fox’s spread legs, the blond’s knuckles white around his own shaft while the bearded one arches beneath him, fingers digging into the sheets. Felix’s hole glistens with slick, his ass clenching as Tony lines up, the blunt head pressing in slow, deliberate thrusts that make his jaw tighten. The muscles in Felix’s back ripple as he takes every inch, his breath ragged, while Tony’s grip never loosens, just the way it starts.
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