Igor Uran kneels over Jeremy Robbins, his fingers slick with lube as he prepares the tight ring with deliberate precision, while Robbins braces himself on the medical table, his body tense but yielding. The blond stands firm behind him, gripping the stocky man’s hips and driving into him with controlled force, the bed creaking under their weight as the first slow thrusts claim every inch. A hand slides between them, tracing wet heat before Igor’s mouth seals over the asshole, tongue working deep as Robbins arches into the relentless attention.
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