Damien White’s tattooed arms flex as he pins Jason Windsor against the crate, the American flag draped behind them like a silent salute. Jason’s hole clenches around him while Damien’s fingers work his ass open, the crates creaking under their weight. They move from salutes to deep, rough thrusts, the woods swallowing their grunts.
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