Charlie Cherry fucks Rodrigo Amor

Charlie Cherry pins Rodrigo Amor’s wrists with a strap while he kneels over him, his dark hair framing a face pressed into the bedding as Charlie’s tongue traces the curve of his throat. Rodrigo’s muscular body arches beneath him, his hairy chest rising with each breath as Charlie’s fingers slide between his legs, then circle his tight hole before the blunt head of his cock pushes inside. The air fills with the wet sound of lips locked together, Rodrigo’s fingers tangled in the sheets as Charlie drives forward, his tattoos shadowed against the skin stretched taut over his back.