Fist for Hire 2

Scott Samson and Chris Ward slam fists deep into three hairy, tattooed holes. Rob Edwards, Bobby Black and Jack Stuart lie on their backs, legs high, holes wide and ready. Scott and Chris work like hungry dogs, shoving their fists in and out, stretching those daddy holes until the rings open wide and swallow every inch. Hairy bellies flex, tattoos stretch, daddies grunt, and the two fist hogs keep pumping, wrist-deep and relentless, pushing each stud to his limit before the night is done.