Jessy Ares and Angelo Marconi have their dukes up, but when Angelo lets his guard down, he gets bussed instead of bashed. Jessy darts in for a kiss and Angelos open-mouthed response lights their fires. Their tattered wife beaters are ready for the rag bin anyway, but Jessy cements that fate when he shreds them. Skin meets skin. Angelo and Jessy clasp each other in a bear hug, pressing the smooth muscles of Angelos chest to Jessys hairy pecs. Jessy is leading the charge. He pushes Angelos camo fatigues to the ground and a hard cock springs out. Angelo does the same, quickly kneeling to gulp down the freed shaft in his mouth and hold Jessys balls in his fist. Spit and sweat pour down like rain. Jessy drills Angelos hole with two fingers and Angelo adds two fingers of his own. Then Jessy slides his salami up Angelos chute, cheered on by Angelos words, fuck that ass. Angelo flips onto his back. Jessy quickens the pace and intensity of his pelvic thrusts. Both flooded with endorphins, orgasm overtakes them. Angelo spurts massive amounts of jism onto his treasure trail matched by Jessys uncut cock spewing on to Angelos thighs.

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