Dakota Payne and Dante Colle dominate the bed, one’s tattooed arms gripping the sheets as he drives into the hole with relentless thrusts, while the third man, clean-shaven, lean, teases the first with a slow, deliberate finger. Their mouths crash together in a kiss that cuts off breath, the dark hair of the top man tangled in the other’s grip as he works the asshole open. The bed creaks under the weight of their bodies, the rhythm of fucking turning rough and unyielding.
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