Black men on Fisting Inferno fist and get fisted with the same intensity as the rest of the cast: dark forearms sliding into pale holes, black bottoms in the sling taking an arm to the elbow, ebony muscle under the dungeon lights. 31 scenes with black fisters and bottoms from Fisting Central and Club Inferno Dungeon, filmed close in HD.
The room stinks of sweat and stale smoke. TV flickers, some dungeon flick playing while Archer shoves his raw cock straight into Tugs Bunny on the sagging mattress. No rubber. Just spit and need. Tugs grunts, takes it, hole already puffy and begging. Archer pulls out, swaps dick for fist, knuckles disappearing slow then fast while the bottom’s hairy ass swallows wrist, then forearm. Tugs moans like a man gone. Archer keeps working him open, knuckles popping in and out, until cum leaks down Tugs’ crack in thick ropes. Doesn’t stop. Keeps fisting, turning that wrecked hole inside out until Tugs is shaking, spent, eyes rolled back, satisfied down to the bone.
The room stinks of sweat and stale smoke. TV flickers, some dungeon flick playing while Archer shoves his raw cock straight into Tugs Bunny on the sagging mattress. No rubber. Just spit and need. Tugs grunts, takes it, hole already puffy and begging. Archer pulls out, swaps dick for fist, knuckles disappearing slow then fast while the bottom’s hairy ass swallows wrist, then forearm. Tugs moans like a man gone. Archer keeps working him open, knuckles popping in and out, until cum leaks down Tugs’ crack in thick ropes. Doesn’t stop. Keeps fisting, turning that wrecked hole inside out until Tugs is shaking, spent, eyes rolled back, satisfied down to the bone.
