The sun sliced through the bedroom curtains, and I felt the hard heat of morning wood against the small of my back. I rolled over and grabbed the sticky shaft with my hand, awakening it with sensual strokes and commanding thrusts. With each rise of arousal, I ground against his tight body until his rippling muscles quivered in delight and I felt his hot seed spilling within me. Rising big and hard was only the beginning of a delicious morning.
Browsing: Ideal
My hands were slick with oil as I worked with tools that sparked not just from their metal but from how badly I wanted him. His smooth skin glowed in the moonlight and I could smell the sweat and gasoline on him as he pressed his throbbing heat against me – a hidden engine of pleasure. With soft touch and low rumbling humming of lust, we laid down on the ground and that’s when I felt an engine roar and flames leapt between us.
I was so excited when I saw his big dick, bobbing and swaying as he walked in my direction. His heavy balls hung low between my legs, and with every step he made, his big dick seemed to be calling for me. Once we were together, there was no denying it; it was time for me to surrender to his desires.
He lay down on the bed, waiting for the handyman. His anticipation built with every passing second. When he arrived, the handyman entered the room lucious and ripe. He lay down beside the man and started to kiss him deeply. His hands explored every corner, growing wilder by the moment until their tongues meshed and their bodies clashed heavily and raw. Nothing more needed to be said – the only language they knew was pleasure.
I opened the door to find a muscular Adonis in a tight-fitted white tee and jeans. His bedroom eyes pierced through my soul, and his breathtaking grin made my heart skip a beat. His touch brought fire to my skin as he pulled me closer for a passionate kiss. Our moans filled the room, and I knew I was in for an unforgettable night of sensual pleasure.
My coach grabbed me from behind, pressing me against his chest. He ran his hands over my body, squeezing me hard. His grip strong, I felt my body trembling with anticipation as his lips descended onto mine. It was a kiss like no other; passionate and hot, my moan echoing through the empty hallway.
He pulled me into the bathroom stall, pressing me against the wall as the cool tile met my feverish skin. His soft lips grazed my neck and I shuddered, feeling my body quiver as his hands slid tantalizingly over my curves. I reached out to unbutton his shirt, eager to feel his heated body against mine. We had created a passionate playground. My fantasies were now reality.
He stood before me, naked, as his hard cock throbbed with desire. His long, thick member proud and beautiful and I wanted it inside me. Our eyes locked as he stepped forward and gently pressed against me. I shuddered, as the enormity of him filled me up, and I welcomed the pleasure that vibrated through my body.
His tongue snaked into the nape of my neck, tracing circles across my skin. He kissed my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine, and murmured words of devotion. His hands, rough and gentle, fondled my body, and I lost myself in the passion. Our lips met in searing bliss, our bodies becoming one as we filled each other with sweet ecstasy.
His tongue darted out, exploring the salty sweetness of my cum. I felt the warmth of his lips, and my desire grew as he worked his way down, licking and savouring each morsel like fine wine. His technique was pure bliss, like an artist relishing quality ingredients. When his tongue reached the last drop, I felt the ecstasy of total satisfaction.