Jimmy Durano grips Jacob Peterson’s hips while he kneels on the floor, his tattooed arms flexing as he drives into him hard from behind, the couch’s edge biting into Peterson’s stomach. Peterson moans around Durano’s cock as he sucks him off, his fingers already working into his own asshole before Durano pulls out to rim him, tongue deep. Both end up naked, Durano’s hands gripping Peterson’s waist as he flips him onto his back, fingers stretching him open before slamming into him. Peterson jerks off while Durano fucks him, their bodies slick with sweat and cum.
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