Nash Bradik grips Chandler Scott’s hips while he kneels, his fingers probing the tight asshole with rough precision, the remote control clutched between them as Chandler moans into his beard-streaked chest. Bradik’s thick cock slides between lips slick with saliva, his dark hair framing the angle as Scott arches into the touch, fingers digging into the couch cushion. The muscular chest presses forward, the hairy skin glistening with sweat as Bradik guides himself deeper, the remote forgotten between them.
