Chad Cole pins Leo Foxx’s wrists above his head while Luke Desmond kneels between his spread legs, tongue deep in his asshole as John Cole watches from the chair, stroking himself. The desk creaks under Leo’s weight as fingers dig into his hips, pulling him harder against Luke’s face, his breath ragged. A hand grips Chad’s cock, thick and flushed, as he leans down to bite Leo’s shoulder, no words, just the wet sounds of sucking and the slap of flesh against leather.
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