Feasting on Greyson’s Manhood
Greyson stepped into the bar, his manhood causing every eye in the room to feast. His white linen shirt clung to his muscular frame, showing off toned arms and a sculpted chest. His tight jeans hugged his chiseled thighs and accentuated his bulge. He was not one for conversation, but his silence was a silent invitation that begged to be accepted.
I could feel my heart beat faster in anticipation. Greyson flexed his biceps as he nonchalantly walked to the jukebox, carefully selecting a song. As the slow, soulful R&B played, I felt the sweet heat radiating from his smoldering gaze. His piercing eyes met mine as he approached, and my desire for him ignited. Without a single word spoken, I knew what we both wanted and I was ready to feast on Greyson’s manhood.
Table of Contents
- 1. Licking Greyson’s Scented Skin
- 2. Unearthing Greyson’s Bulging Ecstasy
- 3. Reveling in Greyson’s Rapturous Release
- 4. Savoring Greyson’s Irresistible Lust
- To Wrap It Up
1. Licking Greyson’s Scented Skin
My tongue is like a live wire, surging and dancing against Greyson’s soft body. As my taste buds try to register the flavor of his skin they are swept away in a current of excitement and delight. He purrs and moans as I explore the contours of his body, getting to know every inch of him with my hungry mouth.
I create a feast of Greyson’s manhood, licking every curve and crevice. His scent was sweet and alluring, and I savor each breath I take. I explore his body with the tip of my tongue, feeling the warmth spreading through me. I trace his muscled torso and stomach with my tongue, watching as his body quivers in pleasure. Every brush of my lips brings a wave of delight and lust crashing over us. He is my delicious sweet treat, and I can’t help but swallow as much of him – and his taste – as I can.
2. Unearthing Greyson’s Bulging Ecstasy
A Feast of Fury and Fervor
I devoured the night and were taken in by the experience of the evening. I was ensnared in the depths of an endless free fall, everything spinning wildly, only to be stabilized by Nexson’s power. His hands spread my body out like a feast, savoring each taste of desire I provided with abandon.
He moved me around the room with stormy acceleration, occasionally drawing me back to him to absorb the shock of his libido ravenously spilling forth. His eyes revealed a pressure cooker of love, his long, hard manhood bulging and ready to unleash an onslaught of euphoria. He wasted no time as he brought us to the edge of pleasure, plunging me deeper and deeper into a rising tide of pulsating sensation. His mouth sucked at my neck as his grip on my body intensified, driving his hips as if it were a wild stallion. I cried out with pleasure as his beast let loose an explosion of orgasmic reward.
His hands let go of my body as we both collapsed in collective exhaustion. The air around us buzzed as our lovemaking lingered in the universe, creating an ever lasting reminder of the intimacy we had shared, its footprints left deep in our form. I licked my lips, tasting the sweet and sweat experience of manhood I had just feasted on. Greyson’s bulging ecstasy had been unearth and we had both been ravished in its glory.
3. Reveling in Greyson’s Rapturous Release
I lay gasping on the bed, Greyson looming large over me, a Cheshire cat of pleasure. His movements had wracked my body with pleasure, both deep and hard, wringing my moans from me like sweat from a glistening body. His size was daunting, yet inviting, as if I was pulled into a strange world of exotic pleasure. Every thrust and movement lit me up anew, tempting me to new heights of delight.
He finally cresting over me, riding out his own orgasm even as I pushed forward on my own path, we reached a crescendo of pleasure in the same rapturous instant. Greyson’s manhood faint yet distinct as it filled my own with a warmth and pleasure that was indescribable. As it drained from me, I savored the feeling, prolonging it for as long as I could bear, revelling in it even as it finished, until I was utterly spent.
4. Savoring Greyson’s Irresistible Lust
Arousal and Intoxication
With my mouth always sneering yet yearning for a taste, I inch my way closer to Greyson and attempt to savor the raw, masculine power emanating from his physique. Every fiber of my being is enlivened by his nearness, and I’m elated as I proceed to feast my eyes on his molded form. His sun kissed arms, his bronzed chest scapular abodes, and a lustrous trail of hair connecting his navel to his groin- a paradise of temptation I am not willing to turn down.
The rubbing of our skin against each other is pure stimulation, sending my body into an aroused trance that me closer to my desired elation. I run my fingers through his dainty, caramel hair and move them to grip his strong neck. A breath-taking kiss initiates waves of frenzied emotions throughout us, and we both succumb until the pull inside us to go further becomes almost unbearable. I tease my tongue around his inner circumference, making certain to rub the area surrounding by notorious G-spot. The forced air invigorates my craving lust, and as I gasp in pleasure a burst of overwhelming energy consumed us.
To Wrap It Up
The flavor of Greyson’s manhood still lingered on my tongue like an exotic elixir long after our passionate night together. I savored the depths of his desire and basked in the heat of carnal pleasure and release, my appetite truly sated. Greyson is a liberator, his manhood a key to unfettering passion in the most primal way. I could no more forget this experience than I could ignore the beating of my own heart.
With Greyson, I stepped into an exciting, forbidden realm of rapturous and ecstatic fornication. It was a ride to ecstasy that I almost didn’t want to get off of, but alas, all good things must come to an end. Until next time, Greyson’s manhood continues to captivate me.
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