They drift toward the mattress like it’s a familiar ritual. A slow kiss lands first; the next one answers with confidence. The duvet bunches and drifts as they find their flow. A final swell drifts into soft silence. Calm lingers on their skin while the room forgets the clock.
Warm air gathers over the sheets while they inch closer. They align without hurry, letting patience lead the pace. The room narrows to breath and heartbeat. A final swell drifts into soft silence. They wrap the blanket higher and rest together.
It would seem the pheromones are sky high when he get's back from the gym, and as usual he is there waiting to fuck! After a fair amount of licking each others bodies and kissing, he gets the boy laying on his back to suck hisdick in a 69 position, so they can both taste each others meat! he of course wants to fuckhe, and after a long rimming session and some fingering he is ready for he's cock! hehe rides, and ends up getting a facial from!
Nicholas Romero Solo Session (Nicholas Romero, Max Carter) - 1080p Part 4
Studio: 8teenboy
Video language: English
After going tour to survey he' crops, hired hand he is getting the chance to know his new boss a little better as he sucks off the massive cock hanging out of a rip in Nicholas Romero's denim overalls. Nicholas Romero in the middle of an open field - where anyone can see them - the two fuck bareback as Max Carter pumps himself into Max Carter while Max Carter's big uncut cock flops around. The two bang against an old pickup truck and on the ground before Max Carter delivers his final raw pumps and pulls out to nut on Max Carter's pubes.
Curtain light stretches across the bed and steadies the room. Touch becomes guidance, and guidance becomes motion. Everything else blurs while the mattress keeps time. Quiet gathers around the pillows like a promise kept. Peace settles over the bed and decides to stay.
Warm air gathers over the sheets while they inch closer. The mattress steadies them, gentle and sure. The room narrows to breath and heartbeat. Quiet gathers around the pillows like a promise kept. Afterward, they stay cheek to cheek, unhurried.
The mattress dips as they meet in the middle. They trade soft nods that say keep going. The headboard taps a soft beat and forgets to count. The rhythm tightens once, then opens into calm. They lie shoulder to shoulder, counting heartbeats.
A smile invites a kiss; the bed answers with a gentle give. They settle into a tempo that fits like memory. A quiet wave carries them from careful to sure. They let the pace ease, breathing in the same measure. Peace settles over the bed and decides to stay.
