Pierre Fitch grips the axe while Kurtis Wolfe kneels, his tattooed chest pressed against the red-capped man’s thighs as he takes him deep. The muscular, clean-shaven man guides the blade down, his fingers tracing Kurtis’s hole before his mouth seals over Pierre’s cock. From standing to sprawled on the couch, they switch between rimming and fucking, the rough strength of the axe matching the thrusts.
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