Play Date

Colton Reece stands over Quin Quire, thick dick ready. He feeds Quin two fingers deep, pressing until the cocksucker gags and learns the spot he wants filled. Quin’s throat tightens around them, body twitching, waiting for the real thing. Colton pulls out, flips Quin over, and smacks each cheek red before burying his tongue between them. Spit runs down Quin’s crack as Colton eats like a man starving. When the hole shines slick, Colton stands, grips Quin’s hips, and demands words. Quin begs. The head pushes past the ring, bare, thick, relentless. Quin drops to his back, legs spread wide, boots dangling. Colton drives in hard, pounding that hole for his own pleasure, muscles flexing with each thrust. Sweat drips onto Quin’s stomach. When Colton finally grants release, Quin strokes out a heavy load across his palm. Colton pulls free and paints the same hand white, mixing seed while Quin’s hole still twitches open.