Marco, Ragel and Lucca

The bearded man kneels between the two leaner ones, his fingers gripping the taut skin of a dark-haired ass while the other licks deep into the hole, tongue working fast. One smooth-chested man braces himself against a vine-wrapped fence, his mouth open as the third presses close, lips sealing around his own asshole in rough, wet suction. The woods blur behind them, but the focus is sharp, the way ropes hold them steady, the way the dark hair glistens with sweat and spit.