Evan Knoxx grips Trevor Brooks’ hips while he deep-throats his cock, the leopard print sheet clutched between them as the wooden fence frames the scene. Brooks’ tattoos stretch taut over his back as he leans forward, his dark hair falling over his face while Evan works his throat with slow, deliberate strokes. The outdoor air hums with the wet sounds of suction, the only movement the rise and fall of Evan’s hands on Brooks’ waist.
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