Inferno in the Flesh Strykers Forbidden Sweat Sessions

Mr. Stryker arrives at Grants unit, supposedly to fix the air conditioning, but his intentions are far from cooling. As he enters, hes met with the tantalizing sight of the young, soapy twink lounging in just his underwear. The older mans eyes widen, and his rake of a face remains fixed on Grants, drawn by an unseen thread. Between Grant and Mr. Stryker, a humid connection crackles like a spark, fanning the flames of a secret desire. Grants bright smile lights up the space, his eyes locked on the mouth that will soon engulf Mr. Strykers member. The ravishing bottoms questing mouth widens as it sucks in the jutting member, rooting it deep within his splayed cheeks. As Strykers large fingers dance through Grants smooth pyjamas, he lavishes attention on the younger lads high, thrusting hips, working him over with exuberant pleasure.