Mael Dumas & Paul Delay

Mael Dumas kneels behind Paul Delay’s spread-eagled body, his tongue pressing deep into the tight asshole while Delay’s cock throbs in his hand. The remote control lies abandoned between them as fingers probe the stretched hole, lips seal around the shaft, and the air fills with the wet sounds of sucking and thrusting. Paul’s legs tremble as Mael works him open, his own grip tightening around his cock.