Serviced

Dave Nelson quenched his thirst with an ice-cold brew, the bottle sweating in the humid air. But nothing slaked his deeper hunger like his two horny pals, Spike and Chad Kennedy, ready to send him soaring. Dave's gaze locked on Chad, who knelt eagerly, lips wrapping around Spike's thick, pulsing cock, devouring it with greedy pulls. The sight ignited Dave; he stripped down and dove in. The trio of studs circled each other, cocks rigid and demanding. They traded turns—mouths sliding over shafts slick with spit, tongues tracing salty lengths from root to tip. Chad bent Spike over, rimming his tight hole with lavish laps, opening him wide. Dave took his place next, thrusting deep into Spike's heat while Chad claimed Dave's ass, their bodies slamming in a fevered rhythm, grunts echoing as they fucked until release crashed over them.