Justin Tiempo drives Luca Zavat into the couch with his thick cock, his tattooed chest heaving as he pins the leaner man down. Luca’s hole clenches around the shaft while his own fingers dig into the cushions, his dark hair falling forward as Tiempo grips his hips and slams deeper. The air fills with wet sounds as he rides back up, his mouth locked onto Tiempo’s wrist in a breathless kiss, fingers tracing the ridges of his own ass before he takes the next hard thrust.
