Connor Rex grips Orri Gaul’s hips as he drives deep, the dark-haired man’s legs spread wide on the couch, his fingers digging into the smooth skin of his ass. Rex’s weight pins him down, each thrust harder than the last, the indoor light catching the slick glisten of their bodies. Gaul arches back, his hand still clutching his own cock, lost in the relentless rhythm of being fucked.
