He was aroused, and I knew was ready for me to take him – to suck him, lick him, and drive him wild. I took the clit in my mouth, savoring every twitch of pleasure my lips sent through his body, and I felt Asher come undone beneath me. I had him where I wanted him. And this was just the beginning.
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He pushed me up against the wall. His hands urgently exploring my body, his lips eagerly nipping at my neck, and his hard cock threatening to burst through the fabric of his jeans. I knew in that moment, this magnificent man was about to give me the night of my life. It started with him showing me just how much pleasure I could feel from a single suck of his big, hard cock.
The crowded room was thick with anticipation as everyone eagerly awaited the start of the night’s activities. Sweaty bodies glistened in the diffused light that illuminated the room and everyone was eager to explore the limits of their aroused passions. It was a night of unbridled gay pleasure that won’t soon be forgotten.
It was the sweetest gift he ever gave me- hard, fast thrusts of his thick cock, pushing into my tight, eager hole. He growled as I clenched and moaned around him, taking all he had and giving it back with each rock of my hips. It was love, pleasure and acceptance all in one electrifying moment of bliss.
The divine art of gay group f***ing is an exquisite experience of exquisite pleasure. The thrill of multiple hands and mouths, the chorus of ecstasy and the explosion of cum – is like no other. In an instance of perfect chemistry and synchronicity, the pleasure is sublime.
It was a wild night. I cut through dark alleys, an excited buzz in my veins. I watched and waited, finally spotting Jace. His big dick was all I needed. We locked eyes and I knew it was game on. I moved in and the night got crazier. Our tongues explored each other, me deepthroating his member, my mouth and his entwined. It was hot.
He grabbed my hip and yanked me close, the sweat from his body glistening on his tan skin as his moonlight eyes penetrated my soul. His muscled beast of a body jolted with wanton desire, the savage pleasure of his cock pushing inside me unlike anything I’d ever felt before. Accursed and blessed, ours was a pleasure so raw it burned like fire.
His touch was like fire, and I could feel my body melting in his arms. I gasped for breath as his lips found mine and the taste of our eagerness lingered in the air. His touch was gentle yet demanding, a masterful seduction that glided over my skin like no other before him. I was his twink, undeniably his, his lead to follow.
He stood before me, 6ft 3 of muscular, tattooed raw power. His thick meaty cock demanded attention. Nervous with excitement, I braced myself as I took him in. He was deep and intense, the raw warmth of his heat exploding within me. I knew I’d been conquered by the beast. He filled me, tamed me, owned me. He had claimed my ass as his.
Greyson felt his toes curl in delight as his partner thrust deep into him, pushing the limits of pleasure as he wrapped his arms tightly around his partner’s body. He felt their bodies lock as one, enjoying every inch of muscle as it filled his tight hole. A cry of pleasure escaped his lips, a sign of surrender that only made his partner push all the harder. Greyson was helpless in his grasp, taking every inch with a burning intensity that only comes with true, passionate lovemaking.