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Scott Campbell kneels before Derek DaSilva, the perfect foil—lips stretched wide, throat working to swallow his master's thick cock. He gags, eyes watering from the sheer girth, yet pushes on with quiet determination. Derek grips Scott's head firm, hips snapping forward, burying every pulsing inch deep into that eager mouth. They break for a heated kiss, tongues tangling like old lovers. Scott sinks onto the bed; Derek dives in, engulfing his shaft down to the root in one slick plunge. He shifts lower, tongue tracing the hairy crease before plunging deep into Scott's tight hole, lapping with hungry precision. Desire coils tight between them, bodies thrumming for release. Derek rears up and drives his rigid length high into Scott's depths, pounding with relentless force. Scott gasps and moans, tears streaking his face from the raw invasion, but the rhythm never falters—fierce, unyielding. At last, Derek withdraws and unleashes ropes of cum across the younger man's arched back. Scott strokes himself furiously, spilling his own load in perfect sync, drop for heated drop.