Fist for Hire 2

At the far side of the club, Jack Stuart buries his face in Scott Samson's ass. He spits, licks, and works the hairy crack open until it's wet and loose. With both hands slick, he shoves fingers inside, spreads them wide, and then drives his whole fist home. Samson's eyes bulge and his inked chest heaves under rough nipple twists. Stuart keeps punching deeper, slow then hard, turning the tattooed muscle-pig into a moaning fist-slut.