Billy Santoro & Jimmy Bullet

Billy Santoro pins Jimmy Bullet’s hips to the mat with a brutal forearm lock, his knuckles bruising the other man’s ribs as he grinds down. Jimmy’s asshole clenches around Santoro’s tongue, lips peeled back in a choked groan, while his fingers dig into the mat, then Santoro’s wrist snaps forward, forcing his own hole open for a rough rim. The blond’s cock throbs against the padded surface as Santoro flips him onto his back, the weight of his thighs crushing Jimmy’s ribs into the ground before he drives in.