Night Flight - Enhanced

Joe Gere strides into the lost and found, his luggage vanished somewhere in the airport haze. Behind the counter sits Leigh Erickson, all sharp jaw and knowing eyes. No sign of Joe's bag, but Leigh offers something else entirely—a thick, pulsing cock that Joe drops to his knees for. Joe's lips stretch around it, tongue swirling, as Leigh grips his hair and thrusts deep. The door swings open. Flight attendant Melchor pauses, then smirks, shedding his uniform with eager hands. He bends over the desk first, ass up, while Leigh pounds into him, the wood creaking under the rhythm. Melchor moans, low and raw, his body arching. Then it's Joe's turn. Leigh flips him onto the desk, spreads his legs wide, and drives in hard, relentless strokes that make Joe gasp and clutch the edges. Leigh pauses, grins wickedly, and yanks open his drawer. Out comes the massive dildo, a beast of silicone girth. Joe takes it like a champ, riding every inch as Leigh works it deep, their bodies slick and tangled in the dim office light.