Bori – Getting on my fours for Bori

The moment Bori drops to his knees, the air crackles with raw hunger. A towering, sculpted muscle god looms over him, veins pulsing as calloused hands grip Bori’s shoulders, forcing him onto all fours. Hot breath rasps against his neck—thick fingers explore his trembling back, tracing every curve before spreading him wide. The thick smack of flesh meeting flesh echoes as Bori’s body rocks forward, impaled by relentless strokes. Guttural groans fill the room—his own desperate whimpers begging for more while sweat-slicked muscle presses against him, dominating every thrust. The hunk’s biceps flex as he drags Bori deeper, punishing his hole with brutal precision until finally, their bodies lock in a shuddering climax. Thick ropes of cum streak Bori’s back as the beast collapses atop him, both panting and spent.