Fist Bus #02

The Fist Bus rolls through the desert. Drew Dixon, the eager Brit, sheds his clothes and shows Brian exactly how thankful he feels. Brian’s hand, slick and steady, works between Drew’s spread cheeks. The truck rocks on the highway while clueless drivers speed past the tinted windows. Drew’s thick muscle ass opens for Brian’s thick wrist. Brian leans in, tongue working Drew’s hole between fist-deep strokes. Drew moans around Brian’s cock, then pushes back to take more. Every push sends Brian’s fist in deeper. Drew’s hole stretches, grips, takes it all the way to the wrist. J-Lube shines under the dim light. Brian fists him hard and steady while Drew jerks his own cock. When Drew’s load shoots across his stomach, Brian pulls his fist out just enough to lick the cum off Drew’s skin, tasting the Brit’s release before they both crash back into the leather.