Lucio Saints grips Kris De Fabio’s hips, pulling him into a deep kiss as he pins him facedown over the patterned sheets, his tattoos shadowing the curve of his back. Kris arches his ass, offering the tight hole while Lucio’s fingers probe, slick with his own saliva, before his mouth seals around the thick cock. The bed creaks under their weight as Lucio takes him hard, his grip bruising, the suction of his lips unrelenting.
