Antonio Bach pins Axel Blaise down with a grip that marks his shoulders, his dark hair slicked back as he drives into him with slow, deliberate strokes. Axel’s hole clenches around him, slick with lube, while Bach’s fingers dig into the sheets, his jaw tight with focus. The air thickens with the wet sounds of sucking as lips seal around a thick cock, teeth grazing the shaft before pulling back. Bach’s breath hitches when Axel’s fingers curl inside him, teasing the tight ring before he surges forward again, deeper this time.
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