Timmy Taylor fucks Roger Lee

Timmy Taylor grips Roger Lee’s hips, his fingers digging into the lean, smooth skin as he drives deep into the bent-over man’s asshole, the wooden beam holding him steady with a taut strap around his waist. Roger Lee moans around Timmy’s cock, his dark hair falling forward as he takes the thick shaft in his mouth, fingers already working his own hole open before the first thrust. The air hums with the wet sounds of sucking and the sharp gasps of Timmy’s bareback thrusts, the muscles of Roger’s back flexing under the rough grip of the rope.