Johnny Bandera’s beard scrapes against Ryland Kingsman’s hole as he pins him down, fingers already working the tight ring while Ryland’s tongue drags up the inside of his thigh. The sheets twist around their hips as Bandera’s mouth seals over the puckered flesh, his breath hot against the sensitive skin, while Ryland’s grip tightens on the pillow, his own fingers digging into the fabric as he pushes back.
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