WS on Fisting Inferno is piss as part of the scene: a fister pissing on the hole he just opened, a bottom drinking from the man whose arm he is taking, a dungeon floor wet before the sling is even used. 49 watersports scenes from Fetish Force and Club Inferno Dungeon, golden showers and gay fisting together, filmed without a cut in HD.
Mat Wolff runs a tight ship at Fist Club. Nobody walks in unless he says so. When Pup Cedar and Rew Lobo showed up looking hungry, Mat knew they weren’t there to watch. He ordered them onto the mats in nothing but their jockstraps, asses and cocks framed tight, the rest of them on display. The room leaned in close as Rew dropped behind Pup, tongue first, then fingers, working that smooth hole open until it gave. Pup’s cock strained useless inside its cage, every muscle tight, while Rew kept pushing deeper, fist sliding in slow and sure, knuckles disappearing inch by inch. The stretch looked filthy and Pup took every bit of it, mouth open, breath short, letting the whole crowd see exactly how deep Rew could reach.
Mat Wolff runs a tight ship at Fist Club. Nobody walks in unless he says so. When Pup Cedar and Rew Lobo showed up looking hungry, Mat knew they weren’t there to watch. He ordered them onto the mats in nothing but their jockstraps, asses and cocks framed tight, the rest of them on display. The room leaned in close as Rew dropped behind Pup, tongue first, then fingers, working that smooth hole open until it gave. Pup’s cock strained useless inside its cage, every muscle tight, while Rew kept pushing deeper, fist sliding in slow and sure, knuckles disappearing inch by inch. The stretch looked filthy and Pup took every bit of it, mouth open, breath short, letting the whole crowd see exactly how deep Rew could reach.
