Mick Weston and Skylar Finch

Mick Weston’s thick beard brushes Skylar Finch’s clean-shaven jaw as he kneels, fingers probing the tight hole of his ass while the tie around his neck tightens. The bald, hairy man grips his own cock hard, his muscular frame looming over the slim one as he rims his mouth, then pulls back to lick the slickness from his lips. Both end up bareback, skin on skin, the only sound the wet slap of flesh and the rough rasp of Mick’s tie against Skylar’s throat.