Hole Busters 6

JR Bronson drops to all fours inside the dim club. He works two fingers deep inside himself and keeps calling into the dark for anyone to come finish the job. Derek Parker steps out of the shadows, bucket in hand, already hard under leather. He grabs the longest dildo from the bucket, coats it once, and drives it straight into JR’s round ass, feeding him nearly the whole foot-long length. JR’s moan echoes. Derek starts slamming the toy in and out, fast and heavy, the smack of lube loud and wet. JR pushes back for every thrust, begging louder. Derek switches to a thicker dildo without missing a beat, working the fat head past JR’s rim until the muscle gives. Sweat runs down Derek’s chest and the ink on his arms. He pounds hard, relentless, until JR’s voice cracks and his hole stays open, twitching around nothing. Derek drops the toy back in the bucket and steps away, leaving JR on the floor, hole wrecked and still wanting.