Brandon Bangs kneels over Lucas Knowles, his tattooed arms locking the other man’s wrist in a strap while he takes Lucas deep into his throat, fingers already probing his hole. Lucas lies spread-eagled, his dark hair slick with sweat as Brandon switches between licking his cock and rimming his ass, the restraint keeping him pinned. The strap bites into his wrist as Brandon flips him onto his stomach, lining up before slamming into his tight hole.
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