Rear End Collision 2 - Lube Job

Michael Brandon slides up to a red workbench and sinks his fist straight into Simon Cox. Simon keeps his boots planted and his ass up. The bigger the stretch, the hungrier Simon gets, and Michael’s thick arm disappears in one steady push. Metal glints from both their cocks and Simon’s nipples, catching the light each time his body jerks. Michael works deep, twisting slow, then driving hard, every move pulled by the grip of that hole. Simon grunts, pushes back, takes more. Brandon’s free hand grips the bench and his hips roll like he wants his whole body to follow. No break, no tease, just a deep, filthy rhythm that leaves both of them slick and shaking.