Teasing and hardcore anal with Jesse Santana and Trenton Ducati

It's beautiful,' Trenton Ducati says of Jesse Santana's ass. Jesse teases him by tossing over his sweaty wife beater, lifting the pouch of his jockstrap to show a testicle and jamming two fingers in his hole. Trenton's cock is so hard, it reaches past his navel. Jesse has some of the most primo ass cheeks on the planet and Trenton aims to use them. He kneads, he spreads; he licks, sniffs, tongues and fingers. He mounts his prize. Jesse is an award-winning horseman, and when he straddles Trenton's loins in the cowboy position with that pillar of flesh punching his prostate, he moves like no bottom you've ever seen. Jesse snaps his hip flexor muscles, grips with his thighs and arches his spine. He leaps onto Trenton's face, quivering his hole low over Trenton's mouth. Then he scoots back for a kiss and slides down Trenton's pole again. When Jesse needs to rest, he buries his face and fingers in Trenton's crack and swallows the cock that just deep-fucked him. Every defined muscle in his manly back ripples with gusto. On to more fucking: nearly every position in the playbook, and sweat sufficing for lube. Jesse screams as his cock spews scalding spunk across his torso. Trenton aims his own hot load at Jesse's mouth, adding a final kiss to share the creamy goodness.