Kirk Gauguin’s thick fingers stretch Freddy Mcqueen’s hole open while his lips seal around it, tongue pressing deep before he pulls back to lick the slickness away. The bed creaks under their weight as Gauguin’s beard brushes against Mcqueen’s smooth skin, his cock already hard against his thigh. Freddy arches his back, gripping the sheets as Gauguin’s mouth returns, this time with a slow, deliberate suck that leaves his hole glistening.
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