Helmut Huxley pins John Lennox over the bed, his dark hair framing a body built for control, while John’s smooth, muscular frame bends into submission. Helmut’s fingers probe deep as he traces the tight ring of John’s asshole with his tongue, the air thick with the sound of wet suction. The blond’s grip tightens around John’s hips, pulling him back against the relentless pressure of Helmut’s mouth.
