Lawrence Portland has the kind of cock that makes holes nervous, and Jeremy Spreadums — living up to his legendary name — has the kind of ass that eats monster dicks for breakfast. Put them together in the back of the BaitBus and you get one of the rawest, filthiest van-fuck sessions ever committed to film.
Jeremy wastes no time showing Lawrence what that ass can do. He backs it up onto Portland’s thick shaft and sinks down to the base without flinching, his hole swallowing every inch like it was custom-fitted for that specific cock. Lawrence’s eyes nearly pop out of his head as Spreadums works his magic.
The van becomes a sauna as both men go at it with reckless abandon. Jeremy bounces on Lawrence’s cock reverse-cowgirl, giving the camera a perfect view of that stretched-out hole gripping and milking the shaft on every stroke. The wet, slapping sounds are absolutely obscene and the windows fog up from the heat of their bodies.
Lawrence takes control and puts Jeremy on his back, folding him up and drilling down into him with the full weight of his body. Spreadums earns his name as he takes every savage thrust with a grin on his face, his own cock spraying cum across his abs while Lawrence fills his legendary hole with a creamy deposit.
