Woody Fox dominates Devin Franco from above, his grip tight around Franco’s hips as he drives into him with rough, unrelenting thrusts. Franco’s fingers dig into the sheets, his mouth locked around Woody’s cock as he takes every inch, the dark hair at his nape damp with sweat. The bed creaks under their weight, the only sound the wet slap of flesh meeting flesh and the ragged breaths between kisses.
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