Jaymie Young grips Ronnie Stone’s hips as he drives into his ass, his own tattoos, snaking vines up his arms, tightening around the sheets. Ronnie moans into the kiss, his fingers digging into Jaymie’s thighs while the other man’s tongue swirls over his hole before the first slow, deep thrust. The plaid sheets rustle as Jaymie’s grip turns bruising, his breath ragged against Ronnie’s neck.
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