Louis Dee’s blond, smooth skin glides against Jake Hunter’s darker, lean frame as he pins him down on the couch, fingers tangling in his hair while Jake’s lips part for the deep thrust of his tongue. Kneeling between his thighs, Louis grips his waist tight, pulling him forward as his mouth seals over Hunter’s cock, the slick sound of suction filling the air. Hunter arches into the pressure, his hands gripping the couch as Louis works him over, slow and deliberate, every pull of his lips drawing a sharp exhale.
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