Rocky Torrez keeps his mouth running while his fist stays busy. Tim Rusty stays on all fours, breathing hard, hole stretched around a foot-long dildo that Torrez works in slow, deep strokes. The redhead takes it without complaint, back arched, ass flexing around the thick rubber shaft. Torrez pulls the toy free and reaches for the brown monster—eleven inches long, seven around. He greases it, lines it up, and pushes until the head pops inside. Rusty grunts, thighs shaking, but keeps taking it. Torrez works every inch in, twisting, rocking, stretching the hole wider each time the toy disappears. Once Rusty’s hole is soft and open, Torrez raises his right arm, leather wristband tight against tattooed muscle. He makes a fist, knuckles slick. Rusty squats back, sinks down, takes the whole hand to the wrist in one smooth glide. He bottoms out, breathing through his teeth, then lifts and drops again, riding the thick forearm like he needs it. Torrez flips him onto his back, pushes the legs apart, and drives back in—knuckles, wrist, half the forearm disappearing with every thrust. The sight gets Torrez hard fast. He yanks his cock out, strokes twice, and shoots thick ropes across Rusty’s spread ass, cum running down over the stretched, shiny hole.
Rocky Torrez keeps his mouth running while his fist stays busy. Tim Rusty stays on all fours, breathing hard, hole stretched around a foot-long dildo that Torrez works in slow, deep strokes. The redhead takes it without complaint, back arched, ass flexing around the thick rubber shaft. Torrez pulls the toy free and reaches for the brown monster—eleven inches long, seven around. He greases it, lines it up, and pushes until the head pops inside. Rusty grunts, thighs shaking, but keeps taking it. Torrez works every inch in, twisting, rocking, stretching the hole wider each time the toy disappears. Once Rusty’s hole is soft and open, Torrez raises his right arm, leather wristband tight against tattooed muscle. He makes a fist, knuckles slick. Rusty squats back, sinks down, takes the whole hand to the wrist in one smooth glide. He bottoms out, breathing through his teeth, then lifts and drops again, riding the thick forearm like he needs it. Torrez flips him onto his back, pushes the legs apart, and drives back in—knuckles, wrist, half the forearm disappearing with every thrust. The sight gets Torrez hard fast. He yanks his cock out, strokes twice, and shoots thick ropes across Rusty’s spread ass, cum running down over the stretched, shiny hole.
