Armando De Armas delivers a satchel to Logan Moore. Inspecting the contents, Logan expresses satisfaction, but says he needs ‘one more thing.’ That thing is Armando, a trim, handsome package of hard and willing flesh. Armando’s furry, v-shaped torso undulates under Logan’s caresses, and he offers no resistance when Logan undresses him. Logan pulls his own cock out of his pants and inserts a moist finger under his foreskin, swirling it around the head. Armando tugs his own foreskin, then kneels to take Logan’s hard cock in his mouth. He pulls back the foreskin, spits on the head and works diligently with his tongue to trace every contour, sending Logan into convulsions of bliss. Armando’s ass looks delicious, and Logan’s tongue is soon delving into the crack. Logan is fully clothed and seems poised to take Armando’s ass with his cock, but in a surprise turnaround, he’s naked with Armando’s cock up his ass. Armando is a well-lubed fucking machine whose body is perfection in every sexual motion. He plows the larger man’s ass in multiple positions, leaving Logan’s haunches dotted with the liquid of his lust.