Blond, smooth, and built like a weightlifter, Dacotah Red sits on the couch, his fingers digging into his own cock while the striped pillow stays untouched behind him. Brandon Anderson watches from the shadows, his beard rough against the air as he grips his own length, no hesitation, just the pull of dominance. The couch creaks under Dacotah’s weight, but his hand moves faster, the only sound the wet slap of skin against flesh.
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