Jack Bailey’s clean-shaven jaw grips Max Lorde’s hips as he flips him onto the blue couch, fingers already probing his tight hole while Lorde’s tongue traces the seam of his lips. The tie slips loose as Bailey’s mouth seals over his ass, tongue pressing deep before pulling back to watch Lorde’s fingers curl inside him. Naked by the end, Lorde arches into Bailey’s grip, his breath hitching as the sucking turns rough and the fingering drives him closer.
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