Dude Where's My Watch [FSS]
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| Cast: Sebastian Keys, Tony Buff, Boyhous, Element Eclipse, Josh West, Race Cooper
Director: Steve Cruz, Tony Buff Country: US Length: 1 hr 29 min Year: 2012 Studio : Fisting Central, Raging Stallion Studios These holes take brutal punishment, and if youre not paying attention they could snatch up your favorite timepiece. When directors Tony Buff and Steve Cruz ask the question Dude! Where's My Watch?, instead of giving the standard wise-guy retort- If it were up your ass, youd know! - they show you serious meat puppet action in HD and living color. First Tony Buff brings his sinister look and controlled focused demeanor to the screen. Rarely out of sight, Tony's massive cock stands ready to shoot as the willing ass of Sebastian Keys is coaxed into taking Tonys expert fist. Like a playground swing that goes higher and faster on every arc, the sling holding hairy Boyhous picks up speed and force when controlled by Element Eclipse, who uses his tongue, his cock and his fist to keep Boyhous' cock at attention. Race Cooper puts his cards, and his body, on the table in the form of a physique of dark-skinned perfection. Daddy Bear Josh West is the man to teach Race how to take a dildo, a fist and fuck. The gaping holes in Dude, Wheres My Watch? take every punch, every probe, every clenched fist they take it all, and as far as we know no watches were lost in the making of this film. Scene 1: Sebastian Keys & Tony Buff A black-gloved fist spirals its way into an ass that strains to accommodate it. The hole is ringed with lube and beads of sweat. The nutsack hanging low beneath is the same size as the fist. A few moments pass before the players are revealed. Naked, on his hands and knees, is Sebastian Keys. Tony Buff is the guy whose fist, and now wrist, is in Sebastian's ass. Tony's face emotes mischief and glee as he pumps his arm with slow twisting into Sebastian's warm recesses. He removes his fist, Sebastian shakes his booty and pops out his brilliant rosebud, which Tony pushes back into its hidden cavity. Tony wears pants, but his cock and balls protrude from the open fly. Whenever Tony has a free hand, he applies a few strokes to keep his cock hard and dripping. Tony pushes harder into Sebastian's ass. Sometimes the glove disappears. Sebastian flips onto his back, yanking his cock as Tony drives deeper and faster. When Tony's fist emerges, Sebastian's hole gapes, so relaxed now that it's slow to close. Cum begins spurting in all directions. Sebastian's ass juices provide the lube Tony needs to jack his own cock to release, pressing the sole of Sebastian's foot to his chest as he shoots onto the camera lens. Scene 2: Element Eclipse & Boyhous Boyhouse reclines in a leather sling, the heavy ring in his nose resembling the chain links by which the sling is suspended. the pouch of his black jock strap has a red center, vividly recalling a lethal spider: handsome, dangerous. Element Eclipse is on his knees, toying with the hairs around Boyhous' swollen and hungry hole. Element closes his lips around the hole and sucks, creating a slight mound with a crater in the center. That's the hole that is about to receive Element's adept fist. Element works the hole first with his mouth and tongue, then he sucks Boyhous' cock. Element stands with his huge cock. When Boyhous coaxes his rosebud into emerging, Element fucks him. In this case, the fucking is only the foreplay. Element's cock is followed by his fist, and the rhythm causes the sling to swing, gaining acceleration and amplitude until Element's arm is buried halfway to the elbow. Element withdraws. Boyhous' rosebud swells to full bloom as he grabs his cock and directs a golden fountain of piss onto Element's hairy chest and hard, pierced nipples. A rapid-fire sequence of sucking, fucking, rimming and fisting brings both men to a cum-soaked conclusion. Scene 3: Race Cooper & Josh West His abs assault your vision. Then you hear him. Race Cooper is sitting on a table with his hip flexor muscles undulating in response to the fingers in his hole. Josh West pushes him back and Race's cock swings 180 degrees, like the needle of a gas tank going from empty to full. Race spreads his mounds for Josh to get serious. Josh is nude, his beard trimmed and with a bear's coat of fur on his chest and arms. His gloves snap into place as he grabs a dildo thicker than his wrist and pushes it deep into Race's hole. Race cries out, grabbing his cock to add pleasure to the pain, and Josh is merciless, stroking hard and fast. Race is fully enjoying it, and Josh takes that as a cue to trade the dildo for his fist. Race thrashes on the padded table, hips twitching, abs flexing and pecs heaving as Josh presses deeper with his fist and arm. Josh adds four fingers to the fist that's already embedded. Rock hard Josh massages Races insides with his fist, but wants to fuck the hot loosened hole. They briefly kiss, and Josh jumps on the table and plows Race fast and furious until Race reaches the tipping point, and cum spurts from his cock. Exhausted, Josh collapses and grabs his dick, squeezing out a warm and sticky load into Race's mouth |
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