Billy Santoro fucks Alessandro Del Toro

Billy Santoro grips Alessandro Del Toro’s hips, his beard rough against the dark hair on his chest as he pins him to the locker, fingers already working the tight hole. Santoro’s tattoos stretch across his arms as he pulls back, the thick cock glistening with precome, while Del Toro moans into the kiss, his own hands gripping the bench edge. The air smells of sweat and musk as Santoro drives in hard, the hairy chest slapping against the metal, fingers still twisting Del Toro’s ass.