Oliver Hunt and Andre Donovan

Oliver Hunt grips Andre Donovan’s hips as he drives deep, his bare cock slamming into the darker-skinned man’s ass without protection, while Donovan’s fingers dig into the sheets, his mouth locked onto Hunt’s shoulder in a desperate, open-mouthed kiss. The blond stands over him, his muscles straining as he pulls back just enough to slam forward again, the bed creaking under their weight, while Donovan’s hands grip the pillows, his breath ragged as Hunt’s cock stretches him open.