Ross's Gaping Maw Devours Sans
Ryan Ross, sprawled on the bed, beckons Diego Sans with a lustful grin, his hand wrapped tightly around his own engorged cock. Sans, his eyes gleaming with desire, straddles Ross, their naked bodies rubbing against each other as they kiss. Ross's hands roam over Sans's body, his fingers tracing the veins on Sans's thick cock before taking it in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head, tasting the salty pre-cum. Sans, his breath ragged, grabs Ross's head, guiding him as he sucks, his hips bucking as Ross takes him deeper. Ross, his own cock aching, pulls away, jerking himself off as he watches Sans's face contort in pleasure. Sans, his body tensing, pulls Ross's head back, his cock pulsing as he cums, his hot load splattering Ross's face and chest, leaving him panting and covered in Sans's essence.