Yowei & Axel Abysse’s Sperm-Soaked Fisting Apocalypse
Axel Abysse and Yowei’s twisted genius strikes again—this time submerging their savaged holes in a bathtub flooded with frozen cum stockpiled from faceless donors, thawed into a viscous, reeking swamp. No lube, no pity. Yowei’s fist spears Axel’s gaping wreckage of an ass to the wrist, knuckles grinding prostate while thick ropes of jizz splatter the tiles. Axel retaliates, arm plunging elbow-deep into Yowei’s slop-bucket hole, sphincter stretched into a dripping pink maw that swallows fists like a starved animal. The tub churns with frothy waves—decayed sperm, sweat, and piss-drenched adrenaline mingling as their anal boxing crescendos.
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Axel’s groans morph into howls as Yowei’s free hand mauls his swollen cock, milking bursts of fresh cum to mix with the thawed filth. Flesh slaps echo off cum-stained walls, their rhythm devolving into primal chaos: hips bucking, fists pistoning, overstimulated nerves screaming for relief that never comes. Yowei’s prolapsed rim glistens under streaks of donor jizz, Axel’s tongue lapping at the oozing mess before cramming two fists inside. “Fuck your limits,” he snarls, wrist-deep in Yowei’s guts as the tub overflows—a sperm tsunami cresting over their shuddering bodies.
No trophies needed. Their destroyed asses, dripping fists, and the floor’s jizz mosaic are testament enough—Axel and Yowei own depravity’s throne.
