Hector De Silva dominates Aitor Bravo with a, unrelenting thrust, his broad shoulders straining as he pins the smaller man down. The bearded brute grips Aitor’s hips, fingers digging into muscle, while the clean-shaven one arches beneath him, breath ragged. Their bodies lock in a brutal, unbroken rhythm, no hesitation, just the wet slap of flesh and the desperate grip of a man held fast.
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