Cameron’s rod pressed up against my sweaty chest, slick with our combined juices. His hips, thrusting, my tongue, licking. Our bodies intertwined, our rhythm fast and furious. He pulled me close, as his fiery rod filled me up. I let out a gasp and roared with pleasure as he rocked me to my climax.
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Cameron’s body was an exquisite sculpture of masculinity–hot under my questing touch and fiercely responsive. His unashamed hunger stoked my own, and what began as an innocent fascination became a passionate, unrestrained pleasure-fest. His experienced hands coaxed me to heights of pleasure I’d never imagined, and when we finally lay spent and panting, I knew our encounter had changed me forever.
He was behind me then; large hands on my shoulders, pressing down gently. I could feel every inch of him, the warmth radiating from his body, the musk of his sweat. He was a wild beast unleashed, going at me like a rutting stag, overflowing with an uncontrollable passion. He took me, and I wanted it, every second and I was in rapture.
Cameron’s cock sliding deep inside me was like an unremitting fire, his heavy moans caressing my body as I clung to him tighter. The feeling was exquisite, an expression of pure pleasure that only two men can make together rolling in tumultuous waves. The only thing better; the sweet ecstasy of his cock in my ass.
His lips closed around the head of the thick dick, silky smooth and tantalisingly warm. Cameron moaned and pushed forward as he moved his hands to guide directions. He explored and licked, sucked, and teased until Cameron was growling and finally erupted in pleasure.
I craved to feel his lips, tongue, and teeth around every inch of my hardening shaft as I slipped my hands into his dark hair. The heat and pressure of his mouth felt like a drug as I moaned in pleasure. Those sensual moments melted away everything else and I knew: I’d be addicted to Cameron’s big dick forever.