Fistpack 4 - Nuts For Butts

Josh Adams and Adam Faust lock into this scene. Adam, red head, tattoos over muscle, cuts right to the chase. He works his fist up inside Josh like he owns the space. Tattoos flex with every drive. Josh takes it wide open, legs spread, breath ragged. They switch angles fast. Josh plants his boots, squats, then starts bouncing on Adam's straight arm. The drop is brutal. Each time he slams down the whole fist vanishes. Adam stays solid, wrist locked, letting gravity do half the work. No teasing, just meat and pressure. Josh grunts and rides harder. Adam reaches up with his free hand, tugs Josh's balls, then feeds fingers into his mouth. Sweat hits the floor. The pace never lets up. Adam keeps feeding more arm while Josh keeps dropping onto it. They trade control without breaking rhythm. When Josh finally slides off, his hole stays open, pink and used. Adam wipes the back of his hand across his mouth and goes straight back in for another round.