Austin Avery stands with his legs spread wide, the tight fabric of his pants barely containing the thick cock straining against them, while Shane Cook watches from behind, his fingers already tracing the seams of the material. The moment the pants drop, Avery’s long, veined shaft springs free, slick with pre-cum, before Cook’s hands grip it, guiding it toward his own mouth, where the first slow drag of his tongue makes the head glisten. The air hums with the sound of skin slapping skin as Avery’s hips thrust forward, feeding the cock deeper into Cook’s throat.
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