Mateo Fernandez kneels with his mouth locked around Adrian Suarez’s cock, his dark hair framing the grip of a purple strap wrapped tight around Suarez’s waist. Suarez stands firm, his fingers digging into Mateo’s shoulders as he guides the thick shaft deeper, the knot of his knuckles the only sign of control. Mateo’s tongue swirls around the head while his other hand slides between Suarez’s thighs, fingers probing the tight hole before slipping inside. The strap’s leather bite marks the skin where it bites, a silent reminder of who’s in charge.
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