Mason’s ample load was like a steamy river of molten lava set to drown my mouth in its thick, passionate force. I gulped greedily, hungrily, savouring every drop like liquid gold against my lips. His moans of pleasure only added to the intensity of the river of passion that cascaded down my throat.
Author: Nine Thick Inches
He glanced across the barroom, eyes locking with Hunter’s, and it was an undeniable force that drew him to the dark-haired, muscular man. He was determined to make him his, and without a word, he moved closer, reaching out to caress Hunter’s body as his tongue brushed over his lips. His dark desire will take them both down to an underworld of exquisite pleasure.
I craved to feel his lips, tongue, and teeth around every inch of my hardening shaft as I slipped my hands into his dark hair. The heat and pressure of his mouth felt like a drug as I moaned in pleasure. Those sensual moments melted away everything else and I knew: I’d be addicted to Cameron’s big dick forever.
The dark alley was no place for virgins. With the kind of heat Jameson was giving off, it felt like the fires of Hell had been unleashed upon me. I could feel my skin burning, his mouth and his tongue blazing against my body as he took my every breath away. With every suck and lick, I was closer to fornicating with the devil himself.
He lay back, letting out a pleasured moan as I licked and sucked his hard length with tender care. I’d never seen a cock this big before and it filled me, every inch stroking something deep within me until I was filled with desire and passion. An encounter I’d never forget, an adventure that had left me hungry for more.
I grabbed Thomas and pulled him in tight. His lips were on fire as we thrusted in sync, my hands gripping his sleek body. The sound of his moans grew louder and faster, until we both exploded in a violent burst of pleasure. After that night, I knew I’d never forget him or the way he felt, tasted, and smelled.
The sun beat down hard, its warmth caressing our glowing bodies as we moved toward the pool. We fumbled with each other’s clothes, our anticipation spiking as our skin met. We closed our eyes as our tongues sought each other’s desire, our touch intensifying. His body pressed against mine with delicious pressure, pounding my own with pleasure. As our carnal symphony crescendoed, time stood still at the peak of shared passion.
In the dark, I felt the heat of Samuel’s manhood against my hole. His hands were gentle, urgent and firm as he eased it in. His thundering thrusts filled me up and the taste of his flesh coursed through me with every passionate movement. With the stars shining outside, I knew I was in for something special.
Sean and I glided along in an entwined embrace, our mouths and hands busy in a thrilling exploration of each other’s bodies, level upon level of passionate pleasure. Three rivers of manly love, exploring and connecting us together in an intensely sensual, erotic fusion that pushed us ever higher and harder into a mounting frenzy of ecstatic and relentless pleasure.
He could feel Hudson’s heat as he ran a finger up his spine, sending shocks of pleasure and anticipation through his body. He knew the pleasure to follow would be intense–the mysterious load he was about to swallow was so hard it made his throat dry. What he didn’t know was how dark and dirty it would get before it was all over.