Cole Connor takes a moment to admire Morgxn Thicke’s impressive physique, offering a teasing smile before Morgxn takes charge, diving into a passionate session. Without hesitation, Cole kneels and takes Morgxn’s thick member into his mouth. Morgxn, wearing only a harness and black boots, positions himself on a Fort Troff rim chair, spreading his legs for better access to his growing arousal. “That’s it,” Morgxn murmurs, his voice deep, as Cole tends to him.
Soon, Morgxn is fully aroused, his pubic hair framing his member like a prize. Wasting no time, he pulls Cole up, spins him around, and enters him confidently. The studio fills with the rhythmic sound of their bodies meeting as Morgxn moves with vigor, shifting positions until Cole is lying on his back, breathing heavily and taking everything in. “Don’t stop,” Cole gasps, holding onto Morgxn’s shoulders as the bodybuilder finally releases, filling him completely. Cole rests there, exhausted yet smiling, as Morgxn withdraws with a satisfied grin. “Looks like we aced that shoot,” Cole jokes breathlessly, and Morgxn chuckles, cleaning himself up.
