Rob Nielsen pins Connor Rex to the blanket in the woods, his fingers probing deep into the tight asshole while Rex arches beneath him, breathless. Nielsen’s clean-shaven jaw hovers as he takes the hole again and again, tongue swirling over slick flesh, while Rex clutches the earth, his own hands gripping Nielsen’s hips. The air smells of damp earth and sweat as they move together, one driving in with relentless precision, the other gasping into the kiss.
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