Mario Costa kneels on the couch, his shaved head close to Damien Crosse’s muscular chest as he takes his cock deep into his throat. Damien’s tattooed arms grip the couch, his fingers tangled in Mario’s hair while he jerks himself off, his thick shaft sliding between Mario’s lips. The other man’s fingers probe his hole, stretching him open before Mario’s mouth returns to the base, swallowing hard. Their bodies move in tight, relentless rhythm, one sucking, the other gripping, both lost in the rough, unbroken motion.
