Ian Madrox and Dustin Fitch: A Smoking Ass Plowing
Ian Madrox, the rugged top, lights up a cigarette, his eyes locked on Dustin Fitch's tight, smooth ass. Fitch, the eager bottom twink, watches Madrox, his own cock throbbing in anticipation. Madrox blows smoke rings, his gaze never leaving Fitch's pert cheeks. He takes a long drag, then leans in, tracing the smoke along Fitch's crack. Fitch moans, his body tingling with desire. Madrox then feeds Fitch his cigarette, the twink taking it eagerly, his lips wrapped around Madrox's fingers. Madrox smirks, his cock straining against his jeans. He unzips, revealing his thick, veiny cock. Fitch eagerly takes it, his mouth and throat working Madrox's length. Madrox groans, his hips bucking. He then bends Fitch over, spitting on his hole, and pushes his way in. Fitch gasps, his fingers clawing at the bedsheets as Madrox pounds into him, his cigarette still smoldering between his lips.