He trembled as the salty spunk trickled down his throat, the sudden warmth startlingly refreshing. Brook moaned his pleasure, eyes rolling back in ecstasy with each new load he eagerly gulped down. He’d been expecting this surprise, and he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t loving every second of it.
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I heard his voice, low and purring like an engine, as he ripped the laced dress from my body and pinned me to the bed. His inquisition was relentless: licking, tasting, probing. I shivered and moaned under his commanding caress. I closed my eyes and surrendered. This is pleasure beyond pain; ecstasy beyond pleasure.
Heaving and stroking, I was dragged to the edge of the abyss. His huge, rock-hard cock came deep, brute force pleasure. I was consumed, swallowed up, lost in the savage swirl of pleasure and pain. I clawed, clung, as he pounded mercilessly into me, driving me suddenly to unmanly screams, to my ultimate surrender. I was sucked into a vortex of pleasure, lost in the bliss of his lust, praying only that the ride would never end.
He groaned as Brook embraced him with his strong arms — it was an intense passion that spiralled from his chest to his groin, intensifying as Brook’s hard cock pressed against him. He could smell the musky aroma of the other man and feel the heat radiating from his body: soon those two had melted into one another.