Cuba Santos grips the strap-on, his shaved head gleaming under the light as he drives into Billy Long’s tight asshole with slow, deliberate thrusts. Billy Long’s muscular frame arches, his fingers digging into the couch as Cuba’s tongue traces his hole before his cock takes over. The two men move together, kisses bruising, lips parted, fingers slipping between them to tease and prepare. When Cuba’s grip tightens on Billy’s hips, the fucking turns rough, the strap-on slapping against skin.
