Warehouse Fists, Episode #01

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The sound of mighty sighing strikes your senses first, then a long, milky shinbone and a hairy calf. The utter photograph unveils meaty Byron Saint on his back, one knee into his torso as Race Cooper screwdrivers his gloved knuckle into Byron's ass. Byron faps as the invasion reaches the middle of Race's forearm. Race eliminates his knuckle and re-lubes, smoothing lubricant over Byron's immense sack so they glisten. At 6-foot-5, there's a bunch of Byron; his toned figure is as skinny as it is long, with sparse hair, except for his magnificent calves. He holds his gams broader as he relaxes. Race taunts the perimeter of Byron's slot by tracing a fingertip around and around the rim until the opening blossoms red. Race proceeds going knuckle deep with his right hand, but now his left palm is busy, too. He's got a mean rigid on that he strokes in counterpoint to his moving fist. Byron rests one sole on his shoulder and asks Race to jizm for him, getting unloaded with hot, milky spooge.