Seth Knight Bangs Dean Dante

Seth Knight pins Dean Dante against the wall, hands vise-gripping the bottom’s throat as he grinds his rock-hard cock against Dean’s trapped pelvis. Dean Dante’s breath hitches, legs buckling as Seth Knight tears off his jeans, exposing the quivering hole already glistening with desperation. No patience—Seth Knight rams in raw, the stretch drawing a choked gasp from Dean Dante, whose fingers scrabble uselessly against the plaster as the top’s relentless rhythm hammers his prostate.

Seth Knight’s biceps flex, sweat-drenched and predatory, drilling Dean Dante into the wall until the bottom’s cock spurts untouched, splattering the floor. But Seth Knight isn’t done—he flips Dean Dante onto his back, crushing his chest under the weight of his body as he reclaims the wrecked hole, breeding it deeper, harder, until his climax erupts in hot, brutal pulses that leave Dean Dante shuddering. The top withdraws slowly, smearing his spend across Dean Dante’s thigh with a possessive growl.