Reese Rideout & Michael Boston

Reese Rideout grips Michael Boston’s hips, his dark hair slicked back, as Boston bends low, tongue swirling deep into his mouth before dropping lower, fingers probing, strap-on humming against his ass. The two move between standing, bent-over thrusts and slow, deliberate kneeling, Boston’s muscular frame pressing Reese into the floor while his own hole clenches around the thick shaft. When they switch, Reese takes Boston’s cock in his mouth, his jaw working as Boston grips his own length, cum spilling over his fist.