Benjamin Dunn fucks Sam Williams

Benjamin Dunn pins Sam Williams against the chains, his grip tight as Sam’s head tilts back, lips parted for the deep thrusts that split his breath. The blond’s fingers dig into the dark hair at his nape while Dunn’s cock drives forward, each stroke rough and unrelenting, the chains creaking with every shift of weight. Sam’s hands brace on the cold metal as Dunn’s mouth seals over his asshole, tongue pressing hard before his fingers slide inside, stretching him open. The air thickens with the wet sounds of sucking and the slap of flesh against flesh, Dunn’s own fist working his cock in time with the pounding, cum already beading at the tip.