Watch: SPQR

Eliad Anastos grips Francesco D’Macho’s hips while he kneels, his tattooed arms wrapped in leather straps as he works his tongue deep into his mouth, then slides two fingers inside him. Francesco arches, his dark hair falling forward as Eliad’s other hand pulls his ass tight, fingers tracing the rim before the first slow, deliberate thrust splits them open. The red curtains sway behind them, potted plants framing the way Eliad’s cock drives into him, hard and unrelenting, while Francesco moans around the strap choking his throat.