Guy Manion’s dark hair falls just past his shoulders as he grips the edge of the bed, his muscular arms straining under the weight of his own thrusts. The sweat glistens on his chest, each deep stroke driving his cock into the asshole stretched tight around him, fingers digging into the sheets. His breath comes in sharp, controlled bursts, the rhythm of his body matching the relentless drive of his hips.
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