Michael Lucas grips Diego Lauzen’s hips, his tattooed forearms flexing as he slams into him from behind, the couch groaning under their weight. Diego’s smooth, dark hair falls forward as Lucas fingers his hole, then pulls back to suck his cock deep, teeth scraping the shaft. Bent over the edge, he takes every thrust, his muscles taut as Lucas drives harder, the air thick with the sound of flesh hitting flesh.
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