Rebel Grind - The Future Is Fucked

The future rots under the boot. A shadow government squeezes the world dry, and a band of rebels is ready to claw it back. They push in hard. A thick cock is fed down one throat, then another, spit slick and desperate. A leather belt cracks against bare flesh, marks blooming red. The punishment turns into fuck. They bend the men in power over, spread them, and drive inside. Deep strokes. Punishing rhythm. Sweat runs, bodies slap, grunts fill the air. Cum floods in heavy and thick, spills out in a dripping creampie. When it’s over the rebels walk away hard, leaving the new world broken and leaking.