“Michaels dug and pulled on Judge’s beard because it was hot to do and it really got the big man fired up. He was sucking the fuck out of his cock while jerking his own with his other hand. He was letting himself loose and Michaels wanted that. Judge went down and buried his nose in Michaels’ thick bush, his throat working the head. Michaels grunted hard, his lower back forced up off the bed by the amount of desire flooding him. Judge gagged and pulled off, looking pleased at Michaels’ spit-slicked cock. Few more seconds of this and he was going to come… explosively. Judge moaned around the blushed head, working hard at getting both of them off. Michaels didn’t want to come like this; he wanted more. His ass was just starting to feel relief and he wanted to beat it up again. Oh, hell yes. He pulled on Judge’s hair. “Enough,” he groaned. “I want you to come,” Judge answered, his voice just as sexy and husky. “I will.” Michaels opened his legs wide. He reached his hand down and skimmed over his balls, gathering some of the spit there, reaching lower. Judge gasped when Michaels pushed two fingers inside himself. The”