Benvi & Roman Todd Flip-Fuck

Benvi’s laughter dies in his throat as Roman spits into his palm and rubs himself up, going in raw and hard. “Oh fuck—! Wait, are you—?” Roman pumps deeper, the burn intense and brutal, making Benvi’s legs quiver from the force. “Thought you wanted to act all grown-up, huh?” Roman growls, clutching Benvi’s hips hard enough to leave marks.

In a flash, they switch positions, and Benvi takes control, drilling into Roman with a primal hunger. “Fuck—yes, fuck, Benvi!” Roman moans, his head spinning from the filthy delight. Benvi’s rhythm grows fierce, pounding Romanian ass deep into the cushions. The sensation is too much, yet not enough—Roman cumshot without a touch, his release hot and thick across his abs as Benvi howls, shooting his load deep inside.

Their breaths heave heavily when a creaking sound interrupts them. The garage door announces Benvi’s mom returning. Roman pulls out with a wet sounding pop, hastily tucking himself in as Benvi’s mom calls out, “Honey, I got the wine!” Benvi smirks, licking the cum off his fingers before purring, “Relax, we’ve got all night—for more of this.”