The bearded man with dark hair and a smooth chest pins Lucas Layby to the couch, his fingers working deep into his hole while Samson Sauce takes his mouth in a rough, open-mouthed kiss. Layby arches under the pressure, his ass clenched tight as the other man’s tongue drags slow against his throat. The couch creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet slap of lips and the sharp inhale of breath when fingers twist inside.
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