Austin and Dallas Steele

Austin L Young grips Dallas Steele’s hips while his tattooed arms flex as he measures his waist with a tape, the fabric of his white shirt riding up to expose smooth, sun-kissed skin. Dallas kneels, his clean-shaven jaw pressed into the older man’s neck as fingers probe his tight hole, then lips seal around it in slow, deliberate suction. The bareback thrusts come hard, each one pulling a sharp gasp from Steele’s parted lips, his body arching into the deep, relentless fucking.