The bearded man’s thick fingers stretch the dark-haired one’s hole wide as he presses in, his knuckles slick with spit, while the other watches from the couch, gripping his cock and stroking slow. They switch without pause, one riding hard, the other’s tongue lashing deep as he holds the flexing muscles taut, the poolside light cutting through the sweat. The couch creaks under their weight as they flip, his asshole stretched by the first man’s thick fingers before the second takes over, his grip bruising as he slams into the tight heat.
