Adrian Andres, broad-shouldered and inked from knuckles to collarbone, pins Alfonso Osnaya’s hips into the couch as his tongue burns the tight ring of his asshole. The blond’s fingers dig into the cushions while Adrian’s grip tightens, his breath ragged against the curve of Osnaya’s neck. No hesitation, just the wet, relentless press of Adrian’s mouth, the slick sound of lips stretching around flesh.
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