Cabin Fever - Part 2

Lee Paine and Luke Milan tangle in their bed, bodies humming with restless heat that chases sleep away. They kiss deeply, tongues dancing in a hungry rhythm. Lee yanks the covers down, eyes locked on Luke's thick, juicy cock. He dives in, mouth wrapping around the salty slab, sucking slow and deep. Luke moans, gasps ripping from his throat as pleasure coils tight. But Luke craves his share. He flips the script, slurping greedily on Lee's shaft, letting it glide smooth and teasing through his lips. Sparks ignite between them, electric and raw. Lee shifts lower, tongue tracing Luke's tight asshole, lapping the sensitive ring and slicking it with warm spit. Legs hoisted high and spread wide, Luke opens up. Lee drives in hard, pounding with fierce rhythm. They switch, Luke bouncing on that rigid cock, ass clenching with every rise and fall. Tension builds like a storm as Lee's hips snap upward, relentless. Luke grips his own dick, stroking fast while he rides, until ropes of cum spurt out in hot bursts. He rolls aside, breathless, watching Lee jerk himself to the edge—then erupt, painting his abs with thick, glistening seed.