The handyman and I collided in a frenzy of heat and lust, our wet skin slipping against each other. His every touch electrified me, his fingers pushing through my hair as our hips crashed in wild, unbridled passion, his rigid shaft ravaging me, driving me to heights of bliss. This affair was no ordinary tryst, for I felt a hunger I had never experienced before, one that I wanted to feed until I was completely satisfied.
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My heart raced as I eyed the fit, muscled jocks that filled the hall. I couldn’t resist their taut muscles and hard bodies, and I ached to feel every inch of them inside me. I knew it was going to be an unforgettable night of loads of twink heaven.
My 12-inch journey of pure pleasure began with a warmth radiating from the deepest depths of me. As the big, hard cock tore through me, I let out a silent pleasure moan that was quickly replaced by the intense waves coursing through my body. My pleasure was overwhelming and I could feel my walls quivering around him as he continued to thrust in and out of me. This was pure bliss.
His lips glided along my spine, tasting the salt of my skin and stirring up an ache inside me. I arched my back as his tongue lingered, lapping at the nectar of my lust, and I trembled, overwhelmed by pleasure so rich and deep.
I felt my inner walls clamp tightly around the pulsing shaft, the veins like ropes, as my partner’s cum erupted into my depths. Hot spunk mingled with my owns juices, inflaming my desire to ever greater heights as we rode out the pleasure of each others hard ridges and glorious smooth curves.
His colossal manhood loomed before me like a figurehead on a galleon of pleasure. His velvety balls glistened a tantalizing invitation I couldn’t resist. With my heart pounding and my breath in my throat I waited with trepidation for the heat of his desire set ablaze.
I slip my hands beneath the leather of his jeans and feel the hard swell of his flesh beneath my touch. His breathe is a sultry sigh against my neck as he pulls me closer. Gust of motor oil filling the air around us as I push my body hard against his. Greasepaint Lust hits its peak as we find Heaven between his sheets.
My fingers were coarse and slightly rough, shivering against my soft skin as I trembled with anticipation. His touch ignited my skin with a craving for more, guiding me towards a night of explosive pleasure that I won’t forget. My body twisted and writhed beneath his as he explored me in ways I never knew existed. It was electric, and I was released from my mundane life to experience pure pleasure. I had never felt so completely alive.
He was a beast—6’4” of tanned, toned and pure hunk of man. His every gesture was exquisite; primal provoking—muscles flexed as his thick pants dropped, revealing a hulking silhouette of manhood beneath. His gaze, animalistic and hot, beckoned for more. I didn’t hesitate; I let myself be devoured.
He trembled as he felt Big Daddy laying him down on the bedroom floor, his Grand Canyon sized chest slowly crushing him. Suddenly his breath was gone, as Big Daddy’s maw planted itself on his lips and his tongue explored the insides like an eager explorer. Nothing had ever felt like this before – suddenly, he was in over his head.