Spencer Daley grips Tom Bentley’s shoulders while his lips drag down the other’s neck, fingers already probing the tight asshole of the kneeling man. The blond standing holds him steady, his black leather harness tight around the waist of the one on his knees, as Bentley’s hole stretches around the thick cock pressing inside. The air hums with the wet slap of flesh, the harness creaking as Daley drives deeper, his own hands gripping the harness straps to keep from falling.
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