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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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