Adrian Hart and Sherman Maus fists Wrex Wylde

Wrex Wylde’s fist stretches Sherman Maus’s hole open while Adrian Hart kneels behind, his mouth locked tight around the blond’s cock as fingers probe deeper, muscles straining, restraints holding one wrist down. The dark-haired, lightly tattooed man grips the couch, his breath ragged as two sets of hands work him at once, one inside, one outside. A strap bites into his wrist, keeping him still for the relentless pressure of a fist and the wet, hungry pull of lips around his cock.