Casa Del Sol

An empty pool means they have the place to themselves. Alejo Love and Pol Prince peel out of their clothes without hesitation. They’re on each other fast—mouths on thick cocks, hands sliding over smooth, hard muscle. Sunlight hits bare skin while Alejo drops to his knees, throat working Pol’s length. Pol pulls him up, turns him around, and pushes his thick bare cock between Alejo’s cheeks. He sinks in slow, then deeper, one hand wrapped around Alejo’s fat dick, stroking him in time. Sweat beads on their chests. Pol’s hips slam harder, balls slapping skin. The rhythm tightens, his grip firms, and he pulls out just in time to paint Alejo’s ass with heavy, hot spurts.