The blond grips the dark-haired man’s hips, fingers digging into his tight ass as he shoves his tongue deep into his mouth, saliva dripping down his chin. Muscles ripple under smooth skin, the slim one’s hands sliding up the other’s back to grip his shoulders, pulling him closer against the dirt path where the woods press in. Their mouths move fast, teeth scraping, before the blond turns him around and presses his face into the damp earth, fingers already working open his pants.
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