Short, simple fisting movie with three very different moods. Daddy Lattimore kneels at bedside, already impaling white Steve's hole with a long, well-larded pink dildo, succeeded by a black one. Steve wears a shiny ring around his ball sack, but barely is hard. Once the hole is stretched wide open, Lattimore dons white rubber gloves, goos them up good and goes in there. Up to the wrist is easy. Steve, who's been on his back, turns over to take more. He makes sounds like he's coming. Lattimore pulls out hand and puts in hard. Amazing how so stretched a slit can still be tight on a fucking phallus, isn't it? Next an incredibly pretty pink ass in a sling shows incredibly pretty red hole. A dude with his hair in cornrows fingers and lards the hole. He very, very slowly forces a hand in. He's patient. Pink's soft, uncut cock hangs over his balls like it's watching the fisting. When the hand pulls out, the hole looks like a cavity carved in coral. It goes back in, peacefully. Mystic music plays. There must be wonderful finger-things going on in there. Cornrow's gentle pushing rocks the bottom in the sling. An almost comically huge pink dildo follows. No one comes, or needs to. Lastly, big, bald Malone sucks Lattimore's log to pulsing rhythms till Lattimore gets a finger in ass, quickly followed by phallus. In a target made by Malone's black jockstrap, Lattimore fucks like it was an assault. But it's just to loosen it up for fingers and fist. Lattimore straddles the dude and bends to do his ass. He mutters encouragement. Suddenly he's using a big, bulbous, segmented dildo which he twists by its balls, and then his cock again, very briefly, before coming in Malone's mouth and then pissing in it. An unannounced gallery of stills follows the movie.
RETAILING: Three black/white fisting scenes, basic and very hot. One quick piss-drink at the end.
Robert Patrick

---