Roman Todd’s blond, smooth body stretches out on the couch while Scott Finn kneels between his thighs, his dark hair framing a face pressed tight against the slick heat of his hole, fingers already working deep as Todd groans into the kiss, his muscular arms gripping the couch cushions. Finn’s tongue slips free to lap at the wetness before pulling back just long enough to drag his teeth over the tight ring, his own cock already leaking against the couch as he works his fingers in and out, slow and deliberate. The two of them move without pause, the only sound the wet smack of lips and the rough rasp of breath as Finn’s hand slides up to grip the base of Todd’s cock, thumbing the head open before taking it deep into his mouth.
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