Billy Santoro and Armando De Armas

Billy Santoro’s beard scrapes against Armando De Armas’ chest as he grips his shoulders, fingers tracing the dark hair before slipping lower to tease the tight hole. The bench creaks under them, wet with sweat and the slick sound of Santoro’s tongue working Armando’s ass while his hands knead the muscular back. Close-up, the hole glistens as fingers push in, then Santoro’s cock takes over, thrusting deep with a rough, unhurried rhythm.