Cliff Jensen and Roman Todd stand locked together, his tattooed arms wrapped tight around the other’s waist as he drives deep into his hole, fingers digging into Roman’s shoulders. Roman’s breath hitches with every thrust, his own hands gripping Cliff’s hips like he’s trying to pull him in farther. The way Cliff’s jaw clenches, his knuckles white, shows he’s not just fucking him, he’s counting every inch.
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