Muscle men on Fisting Inferno prove that a bodybuilder's ass opens like any other. Thick fisters bury veined forearms, stacked bottoms grip the sling chains while they take a wrist, and the camera stays on flexed glutes around a hand. More than 160 scenes with muscled fisters and bottoms from Fisting Central and Club Inferno Dungeon, in HD.
Logan keeps the garage open past closing. He’s sprawled on the hood, legs spread, while Baxxx works a fist into him, slick and steady. Logan’s hairy cheeks twitch around the thick wrist. He slides down, throat open, swallowing Baxxx’s fat cock to the root, spit dripping down his chin. They trade holes and mouths, bare skin slapping metal, until Logan’s wrecked and gaping, his crack painted white with the thick load Baxxx pumps across it.
Logan keeps the garage open past closing. He’s sprawled on the hood, legs spread, while Baxxx works a fist into him, slick and steady. Logan’s hairy cheeks twitch around the thick wrist. He slides down, throat open, swallowing Baxxx’s fat cock to the root, spit dripping down his chin. They trade holes and mouths, bare skin slapping metal, until Logan’s wrecked and gaping, his crack painted white with the thick load Baxxx pumps across it.
