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Marc Saber and Chip Daniels surprise their country buddy Scott Bond with an unannounced drop-in. Scott greets them with wide-open arms and a cock pulsing with need. Marc drops to his knees, engulfing Scott's thick shaft in his eager mouth, tongue swirling around the swollen head. Chip kneels behind Marc, spreading those firm cheeks and diving in, his tongue lapping hungrily at Marc's tight hole, teasing the sensitive rim. They switch it up on a whim—Marc pulls off Scott's dick to bury his face between those cheeks, savoring the musky taste, while Chip takes a turn swallowing Scott whole. Scott's pleas grow desperate: he needs a cock stretching him open. Marc obliges without hesitation, lining up and thrusting in deep, pounding hard against Scott's prostate with relentless rhythm. Scott flips the script, pinning Marc down and plunging his own rod into that greedy ass, each stroke bottoming out. Marc's mouth finds Chip's meaty length, sucking greedily as saliva drips down his chin. The heat surges, bodies slick and straining, until they erupt one after another—hot spurts filling mouths and asses. Exhausted, the three collapse in a tangle of limbs, basking in the lazy glow of release.