Dirk Caber & Jackson Grant

Dirk Caber grips Jackson Grant’s hips as he leans over the pool, his beard rough against the dark hair clinging to Grant’s ass, fingers already working the tight hole while his mouth seals over the puckered entrance. Grant’s muscular frame arches, his light brown hair dripping as he takes Dirk’s cock deep, the water lapping around their thighs as the hairy, bearded man drives in hard. The lounge chair creaks beneath them, the pool’s edge forgotten as one’s tongue swirls and the other’s fist pumps, both lost in the wet, relentless rhythm.