Call it what you will — interracial, black and white, salt and pepper — the skin contrast presented by Race Cooper and Sebastian Keys is stark. Sebastian is pale, beefy and hairy (especially from the waist down); Race is dark chocolate, with flawless smooth skin a shaven head and textbook-perfect abs. Sebastian’s ass is lifted high as he pulls his glutes apart for Race’s fist and wrist to saw through his innards. Lube runs down his taint and scrotum onto the floor. His bearded face is rubbed into the mat as he labors to relax his hole. Flipping onto his back provides a better position and angle, and Race’s fist slides past the resisting sphincter muscles. Locking his fist in Sebastian’s ass, Race uses his arm as a lever to spin his bottom back and forth as if he were on a lazy Susan. Withdrawing his fist, Race feeds his dripping fingers to Sebastian, who sucks the juices off each one before cumming in the palm of the gloved hand that was just in his mouth. Race feeds him his spooge and they share a kiss.