Deep In Paradise

Andre Pijote stands tall on the bed, cock already pulsing. Gael sinks to his knees and drags his tongue over Andre’s heavy balls, hungry and wet. Andre cups the back of Gael’s head, thumbs pressing his jaw open wider so he can feed him every thick inch. Andre leans down, tongue flicking across the head of his own cock before they fall across the sheets. They roll, mouths on holes, eating deep until Gael slides lower to tongue Andre’s soles. Gael rises, grips his own shaft, and sinks it into his hole while his face stays buried in the linen. Legs spread, he rolls onto his back; his hairy abs catch the load he pumps out. He drops his head, tongue catching every spurt that pours from Andre’s foreskin.