Jonathan Miranda drives deep inside Kevin Lauren with rough, unprotected thrusts while the other kneels, gripping the cage bars to steady himself, his dark hair slick with sweat, tattoos standing out against sun-kissed skin. Kevin takes every inch, his breath ragged as Miranda’s fingers dig into his hips, pulling him harder against the hardwood floor. The air fills with the wet sounds of bareback fucking, their bodies pressed together in a tight, unbroken rhythm.
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