Josh Milk and Rafa Marco

Josh Milk grips Rafa Marco’s hips, his fingers digging into the taut muscles as Marco kneels, ropes coiled around his wrists securing him to the ceiling. Milk’s mouth seals over his throat, tongue thrusting deep while his own cock throbs, gripped tight as he jerks himself off. Marco’s ass arches, fingers buried inside him, the ropes cutting into his skin as he takes every rough pull. The air hums with the wet sounds of sucking and the sharp snap of leather against flesh.