Marcus gripped Ryan’s hips tightly and thrust deep, burying every inch of his thick c**k into his best friend’s c*m-filled ass.
“Fuuuuck, bro…” Marcus groaned, voice low and rough. “Your ass is so warm and sloppy from Coach’s load. It’s sucking me in.”
Ryan buried his face deeper into the pillow, grunting like a man in heat. “Uuuughhh… Marcus… you’re so f*****g deep… s**t… slower…”
But Marcus didn’t slow down. He started pounding Ryan harder, his hips slapping loudly against Ryan’s ass. The wet, filthy sound of his c**k churning Coach’s c*m inside Ryan filled the hotel room.
Coach Harlan sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his hard c**k as he watched. “Look at that. Two straight teammates f*****g like animals. Ryan, tell your best friend how much you love his dick.”
Ryan’s deep voice
