Paul Cassidy drives into Pierre Cezanne’s tight hole with slow, deliberate thrusts while the other man’s fingers dig into the sheets, his breath ragged. Below, Cezanne’s lips wrap around Cassidy’s cock, his tongue tracing the vein as the blond’s hands grip his hips, pulling him deeper. A close-up shows the dark-haired man’s fingers slick with pre-cum, working his own shaft while his ass clenches around Cassidy’s cock. The green leaves on the bed frame blur the edges of the scene, lost to the focus on skin, sweat, and the wet sounds of two men moving together.
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