The bearded man grips the blond’s waist while his mouth crushes into his throat, fingers digging into damp muscle as the pool’s edge looms behind them. Both are slick with chlorine, their chests rising hard against each other, one’s hands already sliding down to grip the other’s ass through the bright, striped trunks. The blond’s head tilts back, lips parted as the bearded man’s tongue forces its way in, teeth scraping just enough to make him gasp.
