Adrenaline

Berke Banks slumps onto the empty lounge bench, drained from the wild frenzy echoing downstairs. Security spots him first—Rob Romoni, eyes widening in disbelief. Who could ignore this hairy, innocent hunk, sprawled out so defenseless, so ripe? Rob unbuckles Berke's jeans with steady hands, frees that thick cock, and dives in, sucking with eager greed. His tongue traces the shaft's length, up and down, before he soaks those heavy balls in warm saliva. Berke stirs awake, shock mingling with rising heat. He takes charge fast, rams his dick deep into Rob's throat, then flips him and plunges into that tight ass. He pounds the sly intruder with raw fury, just how they crave it—each thrust a sharp slap of rough affection, relentless and revved high. They explode together, geysers of hot cum spilling in wild release.