Harold Lopez tops Allen King

Harold Lopez grips Allen King’s hips, slamming his ass against the wood while his tongue burns through the crack of his hole, no condom, just raw, rough thrusts that leave King gasping. The tattoos on his back ripple with each drive, his fingers clawing the surface as Lopez’s mouth seals over his asshole, licking deep before pulling back to lap at his hole again. A handjob follows, thick and demanding, while their mouths crash together in a kiss that tastes of sweat and need.