Louis Ricaute grips Lucas Fox’s hips while his tattooed arms flex, pulling him down for a deep kiss that leaves his mouth open, then he drops to his knees, tongue swiping the thick shaft before taking it all the way back. The blue void behind them makes the dark skin of Fox’s chest stand out as Ricaute’s fingers dig in, guiding him deeper.
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