Kelly Evans grips Brogan Reed’s hips as he drives into him from behind, the couch groaning under their weight while his fingers dig into the dark hair at the nape of his neck. Below, Kelly’s mouth seals around Reed’s cock, his throat working as Reed’s hands tangle in the sheets, pulling him deeper with every thrust. The air thickens with the sound of skin slapping, Reed’s breath ragged as Kelly’s fingers trace the tight ring of his ass before slipping inside.
