Dante Drakis, bearded and hairy-chested, grips Tristan Hunter’s hips while his fingers work Hunter’s hole, then flips him onto his back to take his cock deep. Hunter, clean-shaven and broad-shouldered, returns the favor with his own hands, pulling Dante’s length until he spills over his stomach. The maroon hat stays on one head while the other strips off the striped shirt, leaving only sweat and need.
