The Ivy League

Ivy League invitations sail out the door, but not before Martin Mazza drops to his knees in the young squire's office. He services Erik Rhodes's healthy uncut cock with fervent worship, lips and tongue tracing every ridge. Rhodes claims the desk first, then the armchair, his black-socked feet gripping the floor. He bends Mazza over the coffee table. Thrusts plunge deep into the servant's nice big Latin ass, over and over, a relentless rhythm that echoes their raw hunger.