Nic Sahara pins Chris Damned down, his tattooed arms locking around the other’s hips as he drives in deep with rough, wet thrusts while Chris’s fingers dig into the sheets. The blond’s hole clenches around him as Nic’s tongue laps at the tight ring, then slides inside to tease the sensitive flesh before pulling back for another hard, sloppy plunge. Sweat glistens on their chests as Chris’s mouth seals around Nic’s cock, his throat working around the thick shaft with greedy, sloppy suction.
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