Jessy Ares and Angelo Marconi have their dukes up, but when Angelo lets his guard down, he gets bussed instead of bashed. Jessy darts in for a kiss and Angelo’s open-mouthed response lights their fires. Their tattered wife beaters are ready for the rag bin anyway, but Jessy cements that fate when he shreds them. Skin meets skin. Angelo and Jessy clasp each other in a bear hug, pressing the smooth muscles of Angelo’s chest to Jessy’s hairy pecs. Jessy is leading the charge. He pushes Angelo’s camo fatigues to the ground and a hard cock springs out. Angelo does the same, quickly kneeling to gulp down the freed shaft in his mouth and hold Jessy’s balls in his fist. Spit and sweat pour down like rain. Jessy drills Angelo’s hole with two fingers and Angelo adds two fingers of his own. Then Jessy slides his salami up Angelo’s chute, cheered on by Angelo’s words, “fuck that ass.” Angelo flips onto his back. Jessy quickens the pace and intensity of his pelvic thrusts. Both flooded with endorphins, orgasm overtakes them. Angelo spurts massive amounts of jism onto his treasure trail matched by Jessy’s uncut cock spewing on to Angelo’s thighs.
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