DUDE, WHERE'S MY WATCH?
These holes take brutal punishment, and if you're not paying attention they could snatch up your favorite timepiece. When directors Tony Buff and Steve Cruz ask the question Dude! Where's My Watch?, instead of giving the standard wise-guy retort- "If it were up your ass, you'd know!" - they show you serious meat puppet action in HD and living color. First Tony Buff brings his sinister look and controlled focused demeanor to the screen. Rarely out of sight, Tony's massive cock stands ready to shoot as the willing ass of Sebastian Keys is coaxed into taking Tony's expert fist. Like a playground swing that goes higher and faster on every arc, the sling holding hairy Boyhous picks up speed and force when controlled by Element Eclipse, who uses his tongue, his cock and his fist to keep Boyhous' cock at attention. Race Cooper puts his cards, and his body, on the table in the form of a physique of dark-skinned perfection. Daddy Bear Josh West is the man to teach Race how to take a dildo, a fist and fuck. The gaping holes in Dude, Where's My Watch? take every punch, every probe, every clenched fist...they take it all, and as far as we know no watches were lost in the making of this film.
