Grant Ducatti’s hands grip Marco Napoli’s hips as he pins him down, his own cock slick with pre-cum while Napoli’s asshole glistens from Ducatti’s tongue, first a slow lick, then a deep, deliberate press of fingers. The sheets twist beneath them as Napoli arches, his hole already stretched open, Ducatti’s beard scraping against his skin before he finally lines up and drives in hard. No foreplay here, just the thrust of Ducatti’s cock splitting Napoli’s ass, his knuckles white where they dig into the sheets.
