Trent King’s beard scrapes against Liam Cyber’s ass as he kneels between his spread legs, fingers probing deep while his mouth works the tight hole. The red cap shadows Liam’s face as he arches into the pressure, one hand gripping the sheets, the other tangled in Trent’s dark hair. Pillows prop him up just enough for Trent to lick and suck, his muscular arms steadying him as Liam moans into the mattress.
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