Benoit Ulliel pins Allan Aimee down with a grip that leaves no room for movement, his dark hair framing a face that doesn’t flinch as fingers dig into the smooth, muscular back. Allan’s hole clenches around the thick cock pressing in, lips parted for the first rough suck, tongue swirling before the head disappears between tight lips. Fingers trace the taut skin of his ass, mapping the slick heat before sliding inside, curling just enough to make him gasp. The bed creaks under their weight as Benoit’s hips drive forward, each thrust pulling Allan deeper into the wet, greedy mouth.
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