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Tom Wolfe, the sharp-suited businessman, had swept his schedule clean for this stolen morning rendezvous with his chiseled associate, Angelo Marconi. They wasted no time. Angelo's lips grazed Tom's nipples, teasing them to peaks, then trailed hot kisses down his furred chest. Hands bold, Angelo slipped into Tom's trousers, unleashing that massive cock. He took it deep, throat stretching around its girth, a near-gag escaping as he savored the challenge. Tom's hunger surged. He flipped Angelo, burying his face in that perfect ass, tongue plunging into the tight, welcoming heat. He lapped and probed, slicking every inch. Primed now, Tom claimed his prize. He drove in, thick shaft splitting Angelo open, thrusts building—faster, harder, a relentless rhythm that shook them both. Angelo begged for it deeper. He straddled Tom, sinking down onto that rigid pole, riding with fierce abandon. They shifted, bodies twisting in a slick tangle—dogged pursuit from behind, then face-to-face fury—fucking on until Angelo shattered, ropes of cum splattering his taut abs. Tom pulled out, the final surge erupting across Angelo's heaving pecs, sealing their raw pact in sticky triumph.