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Description
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Bouncers
- they are rough, tuff and dangerous to know! It's Friday night,
you worked hard all week and you need a beer. But getting busted
by four filthy bouncers at the local with a pocket full of dope
ain't a great way to start your night.
Getting dragged into the back room, the unlucky punter gets forced
down and surrounded by four heavy pieces of bouncer trouser beef,
each one wanting to plant his rod into the throat of the bad lad.
These men are cropped, skinned, inked and pierced and they're
all fit as fuck! Lots of slapping, spitting, and rough snogging
goes on as each cock gets well sucked and balls and tits get worked
over. With his red slapped ass now ripe for the taking, the four
bouncer buddies bend the poor lad over and, with a spit and shove,
one by one ride the guy hard and fast.
Snorting poppers helps the lad along but with the size of cock
he is forced to take, you know it's gotta hurt. Not wanting to
be left out, one of the bouncers then offers up his hairy hole
for some filling from his mates - and they all take their turns
on him too. This is pack mentality at its best - all fighting
for a piece of arse or cock.
They
are all gagging to get off and empty their balls on one of the
gang. On Saturday morning a couple of the team doing a sweep of
the venue find a trashed scally who needs sorting out. Getting
his throat fucked seems to wake him up and soon the threesome
becomes a fourway as another horny customer joins the action.
A third bouncer decides he wants in and now the four grows to
five, then six as more cock gets thrown into the mix. By now the
mouths are dry from sucking knob so the attention moves to a couple
of the lads who get their tight arse rings stretched and slammed
by the group.
The session ends with bucket loads of cum over tits, faces and
in mouths. Then a big burly bouncer ends this fuck flick with
a solo stroke, probably thinking about what his mates have been
up to back at the club. Bouncers is hard and honest geezer fucking
with scally lads taking it up the arse and down the throat. Classic
Triga at its very best.
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