Watch: Paul Fresh & Andy West

Paul’s hands yank Andy close, lips crashing together as tongues clash. Andy’s uncut cock springs free, thick and dripping, and Paul drops to his knees, swallowing it deep, gagging around the heavy length. Clothes vanish, muscles tense, and Paul flips Andy onto his hands and knees, spreading him before diving in with his tongue, lashing Andy’s hole roughly while his fist strokes his own slick cock.
Andy arches as Paul slams in raw, stretching him with brutal thrusts. Paul rolls him over, pins him down, and fucks him through the mattress, skin slapping, breaths ragged. Andy comes hard across his stomach as Paul groans, pulls out just long enough to coat Andy’s hole before shoving back in, burying himself in the warm mess.