Jace Marshall grips the wooden fence while Jake Chambers kneels, his tattooed arms flexing as he licks the cum dripping from Jace’s hole, the gray hair on his chest rough against the baby doll’s plastic cheek. Jace’s fingers dig into the wood, his breath ragged, as Chambers sucks the wetness from his asshole with slow, deliberate strokes. The fence creaks behind them, silent witness to the way Jace’s cock twitches when Chambers finally takes him deep, his own hole stretched open by the doll’s fingers.
