Andre Donovan kneels behind Drake Rogers, his fingers sliding deep into the stocky man’s hole while the dark-haired one grips the sheets. The muscular, smooth-skinned top presses his mouth down, tongue thrusting hard as Drake arches back, his ass clenched around Andre’s probing fingers. The bed creaks under their weight as Andre’s grip tightens, fingers curling just right to make Drake’s breath hitch.
