Neil Stevens grips Steven Daigle’s hips as he drives into him hard, his own cock slick with pre-cum from the way Daigle sucks him off while kneeling between his legs. The suit jacket hangs open, the tie loosened, as Daigle’s fingers dig into Stevens’ thighs, matching the rough thrusts with his own desperate strokes. The bed creaks under them, the sheets tangled around their naked bodies by the time Stevens flips him onto his back, his breath ragged as he lines himself up again.
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