Jaro Stone takes Titus Snow’s mouth hard, his dark hair slick with sweat as he grips the sheets, while Titus’s fingers dig into Jaro’s thighs. The bed creaks under their weight, a sports ball rolling loose beside them as Jaro lines up and slams into him, the force of the thrust sending the ball skidding. Titus’s hands clutch the sheets, his body arched as Jaro drives deeper, the rhythm rough and unrelenting.
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