Jordan Starr fucks Andrew Delta

Jordan Starr kneels behind Andrew Delta, his tattooed arms gripping Delta’s hips as he presses his mouth to the tight ring of his asshole. Delta stands with his weight shifted forward, one hand braced on Starr’s shoulder while the other guides his own hole open for the slow, deliberate thrusts. Fingers probe first, slick with saliva, before Starr’s cock pushes in, the stretch visible as Delta exhales through his teeth. The air hums with the wet sounds of lips sealing around flesh and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin.