Nasty

Evan Matthews sprawls in the sling, wrecking his own hole with a fat dildo. He rams it deep, holds, then fires it out so it slaps the floor at Diablo Fox's feet. Fox is blindfolded but finds the target fast. One greased fist sinks right in, then drags back out so he can tongue the swollen lips that bulge past Matthews' rim. Fox works deeper, past the wrist, past the elbow. Steel-toed boots creak as Ramon Steele strides in, his cock already hard and heavy. Eleven solid inches slam home, then Steele yanks free and stripes hot cum across the wrecked, gaping crater he leaves behind. Leather creaks, spit flies, and the three men trade filth like it’s currency.