Dillon Stone pounds Maxwell Dawson

Dillon Stone’s thick arms grip Maxwell Dawson’s hips as he drives into his asshole without a condom, the older man’s gray hair contrasting with the younger’s tight, hairless hole. Dawson lies spread beneath him, fingers already buried deep while Stone’s chest hair brushes against his back during dry humping. The massage turns rough, Stone’s hands knead Dawson’s ass, his own cock throbbing as he leans in to lick the puckered ring before taking it deep. Pillows prop them up, sheets tangled between their bodies as Stone’s grip tightens on Dawson’s shaft.