Jason Vario’s tattooed, muscular frame dominates as he grips Kit Cohen’s hips, his fingers digging into the dark-haired man’s waist while William Seed kneels behind, his tongue already tracing the tight ring of muscle between Cohen’s thighs. Vario’s grip tightens as Seed’s mouth works, his own cock jutting forward, thick and unrelenting, while Cohen arches into the pressure, his breath ragged. The three move as one, hands, mouths, and the force of Vario’s thrusts driving Seed deeper.
