Jack Wright’s beard brushes Edwin Sykes’ lips as he grips his shoulder, pulling him in for a deep, open-mouthed kiss while Edwin’s fingers tangle in his dark hair. The slim, smooth-skinned Sykes leans forward, his mouth sealing around Wright’s cock with a slow, deliberate pull. Their faces fill the frame, close enough to see the tension in Sykes’ jaw as Wright guides him deeper, the suction tight and unhurried.
