Braxton Cruz & Flynn Fenix Indulge In Raw Passion
Braxton Cruz & Flynn Fenix combust in edgy, sweat-drenched passion—chair-pounding, load-busting sex tests their white-knuckle control.
Braxton Cruz and Flynn Fenix are thirsting so hard for each other they are teetering on the edge before their pants even hit the floor. Just grinding on Braxton’s lap—his brick-hard bulge print screaming for attention—gets Flynn twitchin’ like a live wire. Braxton plays fireman, finger-blasting Flynn’s tight spot to keep the dam from breaking. When they swap blowjobs, it is a game of chicken—Braxton white-knuckles through, barely keeping his nut in check so he can stay top dog.
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Braxton then folds Flynn like a pretzel, tongue-drilling his hole like he is mining for gold, before slamming him into a chair and jackhammering his guts out. Flynn flips the script, riding Braxton’s rod like a bull at the rodeo while Braxton fists a death grip on Flynn’s hip, steering him into oblivion. The finale? Braxton drills Flynn missionary-style, fuckin’ the cum straight out of him before painting Flynn’s chest with a rope-thick load—both dudes collapsing like wet cardboard after holding back the floodgates all damn day.
