Ian Sterling Hardcore Anal Gang-Bang

Ian Sterling’s knees buckle as Brogan’s fist sinks wrist-deep into his gaping hole, spit slicking the stretch. “Beg for the dick, pig,” Tony Dazzle sneers, slapping his flared cock across Ian’s swollen lips before cramming it down his throat. Jeremy Feist and Tyler Gentry flank him, their cocks drilling into his spit-roasted mouth and fist-wrecked ass in tandem. “Take that fist, boy—gonna split you to the colon,” Brogan growls, knuckles grinding deeper as Kane and Sir Kirk circle, waiting their turn.

Armando and Ricardo Lake shove Ian onto his back, spreading his legs wide. “Let’s wreck both holes,” Armando snarls, cramming his dick into Ian’s throat while Ricardo mounts his ass raw, balls slapping bruisingly fast. Logan Loads and Luis Logan spit on their shafts, ramming them into Ian’s overstretched fists—“Pump those hands, fleshlight,” Luis grunts, cumming across Ian’s clenched teeth.

Jessie Pegasis and Joe Silver flip him doggystyle, tag-teaming his pulsating hole. “Still airtight?” Joe taunts, slamming Jessie’s load deeper with each thrust. Lord Vigor finishes the train, fist fucking Ian’s ass while the pack reloads. “Gape for the gang,” Vigor commands, spreading Ian’s ruined hole wide as the circle erupts, painting his insides white.