Colby Tate & Grant Ducati With A New JockPussy Encounter
Colby Tate and Grant Ducati get together again for their second bareback encounter for JockPussy. Grant’s cut cock springs free, thick and flushed against his stomach. Colby nuzzles the shaft, inhaling musk before wrapping his lips around the head. He swirls his tongue, savoring the salt and heat, hollowing his cheeks as he takes more. Above him, Grant threads fingers through Colby’s hair, hips twitching upward with a guttural groan. “Fuck, baby–“
They trade places. Grant lays Colby back, peeling off his boxers to reveal his front hole glistening with anticipation. Grant’s tongue is relentless–broad strokes followed by deep, probing thrusts that make Colby writhe. His hands fist the sheets, choked moans filling the room as Grant’s stubble burns his inner thighs.
When Grant finally presses inside him, it’s with aching slowness. Colby arches, breath stuttering as every ridge of Grant’s cock stretches him. The pace builds gradually, deep rolls of hips that drag against his sweet spot with each snap. Grant’s hands grip his waist, thumbs rubbing circles into his skin like whispered promises.
Their foreheads touch as they move–Grant’s thrusts steady, worshipful. Colby’s legs lock around him, pulling him deeper. The heat coils, tightens, until Grant’s rhythm fractures, pulse after pulse filling Colby’s core.
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