Valentin Petrov grips Cesar Rossi’s cock with a tattooed hand while his mouth wraps tight around the head, fingers already sliding into the other’s asshole. The dark-haired, muscular man on his back arches as Petrov’s tongue traces his slit, his own fist working his own thick shaft with rough, deliberate strokes. The red bedspread stains where Rossi’s hole clenches around Valentin’s fingers, both of them lost in the grip of their own needs.
