Corey Woods fucks Joey Doves

Corey Woods kneels between Joey Doves’ spread legs, his gloved fingers probing the tight hole while the stethoscope presses against the warm skin of his ass. The exam table creaks as Joey arches, offering his throat for the otoscope’s cold metal, his dark hair damp with sweat from the thorough search of every inch, muscles flexing under the stethoscope’s slide, the gloved hand tracing veins along his arms before circling back to the slick, waiting hole.