Felix Trainor arches as Arno Antino’s cock slams into him, his body quivering with each merciless stroke. Sweat glistens on Felix Trainor’s back as Arno Antino drives deeper, the rhythm relentless, tearing choked gasps from Felix’s throat. Arno Antino’s hands clamp around Felix Trainor’s hips, fingers digging bruises as he rams forward, stretching the bottom raw.
When Felix Trainor spills untouched, his cum painting the sheets, Arno Antino doesn’t slow—he pistons harder, snarling as he floods Felix’s hole. The top drags Felix Trainor onto his back after, spreading his ruined ass to lap hungrily at the mess leaking from him, Felix’s cock twitching under Arno Antino’s tongue. Arno Antino flips him again, already hard—no rest for a hole that takes dick like it’s starving.
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