Joe Fist and Bob Burbank

Joe Fist’s fist presses deep into Bob Burbank’s tight hole while he kneels over the tub, water jets spraying against his back as Burbank grips the sides, his cock sucked raw by Fist’s mouth. The dark-haired, clean-shaven man’s fingers dig into Burbank’s ass, spreading him open as he takes every inch, his own cock glistening with spit from the relentless facial. Burbank’s breath hitches, his body arched under the force, as Fist’s fist works him open without a barrier.