Tegan Zayne kneels before Kurtis Wolfe, his eyes locked onto Kurtis's massive, veined cock. He starts with gentle, teasing licks and kisses, tracing the shaft and teasing the head. Kurtis groans, his cock throbbing with anticipation. Tegan takes him deeper, his head bobbing, his hands working Kurtis's shaft and balls in sync. Kurtis grabs Tegan's head, fucking his mouth, his hips bucking wildly. Tegan takes it all, his eyes watering, drool sliding down his chin. Kurtis's cock swells, and Tegan feels the first hot, salty spurts hit the back of his throat, followed by a torrent of cum that coats his face and drips from his chin.