Flecos Cayden takes Jacob Moon from behind on the couch, his grip tight around the hips while Jacob’s head is buried between his thighs, tongue tracing the rim before sliding deeper. The dark-haired, muscular man on top drives in slow, deliberate strokes, the slick sound of lube cutting through the air as he holds Jacob’s waist steady. Cayden’s fingers dig into the couch cushions, anchoring himself as Jacob moans around the cock already thick in his mouth.
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