
Ty and Ian never make it past the pool edge. Ty's face is buried between Ian's wet cheeks before the water even dries. He works his tongue in first, then drives his fist deep into that hairy, stretched hole. Ian gasps hard. His face flushes red. Ty keeps pushing, knuckles disappearing into the open heat. Ian's breath comes ragged, every inch claimed. When Ty finally pulls back, he slams his thick cock straight into the same wrecked space, pounding until his balls slap skin. Then he rips out, strokes once, twice, and shoots heavy ropes across Ian's chest and face, marking him right there in the open air.
Ty and Ian never make it past the pool edge. Ty's face is buried between Ian's wet cheeks before the water even dries. He works his tongue in first, then drives his fist deep into that hairy, stretched hole. Ian gasps hard. His face flushes red. Ty keeps pushing, knuckles disappearing into the open heat. Ian's breath comes ragged, every inch claimed. When Ty finally pulls back, he slams his thick cock straight into the same wrecked space, pounding until his balls slap skin. Then he rips out, strokes once, twice, and shoots heavy ropes across Ian's chest and face, marking him right there in the open air.