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Mitch Vaughn sinks his fists into a fat red bucket of lube until they drip. Veins rise on his thick forearms as he sinks one wrist-deep into Manuel Olveyra. Manuel’s hole stretches wide around that meaty paw, and when Mitch yanks free, the red, swollen rim pushes out in a tight mound of muscle. Mitch grabs the straps of his rubber jock and hauls out a heavy, veined dick that slaps his thigh. He strokes it hard while Manuel pushes his back into a hard ridge, hungry for the next invasion. Mitch rolls him onto his back, then drives his cock in deep and shoves three fingers in beside it, riding the stretch. Every thrust makes Manuel grunt. Mitch’s tan skin tightens over flexing muscle as he pounds harder. Suddenly his balls hitch and he jerks out, blasting ropes of hot cum across the room in long, thick arcs. Finished for the moment, Mitch peels off the black latex glove still shiny with lube and crams the whole thing straight up Manuel’s wrecked, dripping hole, leaving it buried inside like a filthy reminder of who owns that chute.