Billy Rubens and Paul Ryan fucks Tristan Wood

Billy Rubens and Paul Ryan ride hard, one gripping the handlebars while the other straddles the seat, their dark hair and inked skin sharp against the leather. Tristan Wood kneels between them, his lean frame pressed tight as Paul Ryan’s tongue works his hole while Rubens grips his hips, fingers digging in as he takes him deep. The windows behind them let in sharp light, but the only thing that matters is the way they move, rough, relentless, the motorcycle humming beneath them.