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Cole Streets kneels on the floor, Vinnie D'Angelo's thick cock filling his mouth. His lips seal tight around the shaft, head pumping steadily back and forth. Vinnie's voice cuts in, low and commanding: 'No hands... suck my dick... grab my balls.' Cole obeys with hungry eagerness, fingers cupping and squeezing. He stretches out on the bed next, head dangling off the edge. Vinnie thrusts deep, his length sliding down Cole's throat, brushing those sensitive tonsils, teetering on the brink of a gag. They shift together onto the sheets, bodies entwined in a feverish 69, mouths devouring each other's rigid cocks with raw relish. Vinnie positions Cole on his knees, hands roaming to that taut ass. He laps at the puckered entrance, slides a finger inside, even presses Cole's own swollen cockhead against the rim in a teasing probe. Saliva drips everywhere as he worships it. Then Vinnie claims it fully, ramming his hard shaft in and out with relentless force. He demands more—slaps those firm cheeks red, then guides Cole atop him to bounce and grind on that invading pole. Flipping him again, Vinnie pounds from behind, quicker, fiercer, burying himself to the hilt until he withdraws in a shuddering rush, spilling hot cum across Cole's skin.