Pj Adams (part 3)

Pj Adams kneels over the couch, his dark hair framing a muscular frame as he presses his face into the other’s shaved legs, licking and sucking the sole with deliberate focus. The bearded man lies back, one foot held firm in Pj’s grip while the other gets worshipped, tongue swirling over arches, lips sealing around toes before he pulls back to take the cock in his mouth, fingers gripping the shaft. Tattoos snake up their arms as they strip away clothes, leaving only the sharp contrast of skin and the unmistakable intensity of feet as the primary obsession.