Xperts

Jaxon’s flat on his back, hole blown open around a cone of silicone. The pig grins, waiting. Out of the dark comes Dean Brody. He drives a thick, veiny dildo straight through the cone and into Jaxon's gut, leather creaking every time he slams it home. Jaxon’s cock strains against his own leather jock while Brody fists the toy, pounding deeper, faster, harder. The bottom groans, pleading. Brody yanks the cone free and buries the bare dildo past the second ring. The wet sound fills the room. Brody jacks his meat above the stretched hole, balls slapping leather, breath turning ragged. One last thrust and he shoots—hot ropes landing across Jaxon's jock. Brody leans in, tongue lapping his own load clean, then disappears back into the shadows, leaving Jaxon gaping and ready for whoever’s next.