Elder Campbell gets fucked by Bishop Hart

Bishop Hart grips Elder Campbell’s hips, his fingers probing deep as the younger man kneels between his spread thighs, sheets tangled around his waist. Hart’s lean, muscular frame dominates the moment, his dark hair contrasting with Campbell’s as he guides his cock into that tight, waiting hole, no hesitation, just the thrust of one man taking another. Their hands move together, fingers slick with precome as Campbell’s own cock swells, forgotten in the heat of being filled.