Mandriven

Lunch hour strikes, and Mitchell slips from the office's sterile hum into the sex club's shadowed pulse. He spots Gunther in the bathroom, bent over the wide porcelain trough, and doesn't hesitate. Mitchell leaps in, boots splashing the slick floor, and thrusts his cock straight into Gunther's eager mouth. Gunther devours him whole, lips sealing tight around the shaft, tongue swirling with greedy precision as Mitchell grips the edge and fucks deep.