Heath Fucks Vic

Heath, with those piercing blue eyes, locks lips with Vic, whose foreign accent drips charm like honey. They kiss like starved teens, all heat and hunger, hands roaming freely. Then they take turns dropping to their knees, mouths eager on each other. These two handsome devils know their way around a cock—sucking with skill that draws out every gasp. It's a playful rivalry now: who can pull the deeper moan, the louder sigh from the other? Vic wins a round by shifting lower, his tongue teasing Heath's tight hole with slow, deliberate jabs and laps that leave him quivering. Without pause, Vic thrusts his thick shaft into that slicked-up entrance, pounding deep and making Heath tremble with raw thrill. They flip the script—Heath drives his own slick length into Vic's ass, fucking with fierce rhythm and unyielding drive until the Slavic beauty whimpers, voice breaking. Vic seizes his cock, strokes hard and fast, and erupts in hot ropes across his taut belly. Heath withdraws, fists himself to the edge, and unleashes his own pulsing release.