Scotch Inkom grips Jessy Ares’ hips underwater, his tattooed arms flexing as he drives his fingers deep into the tight, glistening hole. The dark hair clinging to their skin marks the edge of the pool where only the buttocks remain visible, slick with water and anticipation. Jessy leans back, mouth open as Scotch’s tongue traces the seam before pulling him down for a rough, wet kiss.
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