Kian O’Connor fucks Jack Harrer

Kian O’Connor pins Jack Harrer’s hips down while his fingers stretch his tight hole, the dark-haired, clean-shaven man’s grip rough as he teases the entrance with slick, deliberate pressure. Harrer arches into the kiss, his mouth open as Kian’s tongue sweeps in before switching to his ass, the wet sounds of his lips sealing around the puckered ring. When the cock slides home, Harrer’s body tenses under the thrusts, his hands gripping the sheets as Kian’s bare weight drives deeper, the rhythm sharp and unfiltered.