He was a god – perfect in face and body. I felt small, helpless as he towered over me. His touch electrified and excited me, and soon I felt my body arching for him. My will was his, and as we moved in violent harmony, I felt my soul release. He ravaged me, taking my burning skin with each thrust. I lived, breathed and quivered in pleasure. Finally, I collapsed, replete and sated.
Browsing: adonis
I gasped as he pressed against my torso, his muscular frame outlining the full contours of my body. He growled in my ear as his big hands roamed my body, sending sparks through every nerve. His passionate touches were more than I could bear and I surrendered to his touch, succumbing to his ravishing embrace.
He had flawless Adonis-like physique, his smooth, olive-toned chest glinting in the sunlight. My eyes lingered on his slender, muscular body with an animalistic thrill. His tight t-shirt and form-fitting shorts left little to the imagination, and I felt my throat go dry as my gaze wandered lower.
The Adonis’ body was a temple and I was its only worshipper, exploring with my tongue every inch of his muscled perfection. His moans of delight sent sparks through my veins as my lust surged with barely containable intensity. With an energy fueled by geeky passion and desire, our bodies melded together as a harmonious union, so intense we were only one.
I faced the sweaty Adonis – his perfectly sculpted torso glistening with desire – and my heart raced. His hungry hands traced a burning trail down my back, stopping just in time at my belt buckle. I gasped as he tore my shirt off revealing my own sweet sculpture and his mouth ate me alive. Our bodies now a dance, our passions intertwined, we became one in a wild romp of ecstasy.