I felt the hard, throbbing heat of Owen’s cock as it pressed against my forbidden entrance, a cold reminder of all the filth I’d been accustom to. His thrusts were powerful, each driving deeper than the last. I felt my resistance break, and I screamed out in pleasure as he filled me with his thick, pulsing shaft.
Browsing: dark
Sparks flew when Oliver met Eddie, and they barely made it through their first date before they tore each other’s clothes off and began sucking and thrusting, deep and hard. Both screamed in pleasure and pain, as they embraced the darkness and what it had to offer.
Kai’s kiss was electric, a passionate plunge of warmth and wet. His tongue was a wildfire inside me, licking and feasting until I burned with pleasure. We fell on the bed quivering, arms and legs tangled together as we explored each other with relentless enthusiasm.
The rain was pounding against the window, but I wanted no distraction from the man before me. His big, hard cock beckoned me, and I eagerly kneeled before him, lips parted in anticipation. I took him deep into my throat, tasting his salty flavor as I brushed along the veins of his shaft. I felt his pleasure swelling within me as I moved, becoming one with him. His grunts of pleasure were music to my ears as his orgasm rocketed through us both.
The fire burned. He was burning with a fervor that only a man could recognize. His body heated up with every thrust, every kiss, and every touch. The two figures collided and embraced in a hot embrace within the flames of their passion – creating a searing romance that burned for hours in the dark night.
Dylan stepped into the dimly lit basement. He felt a thrill of anticipation bubble up inside him, a thrill that only adventurous encounters with strangers could create. He well knew what tonight promised; a foray into the wild, consuming world of his deepest desires, a night of passionate risks and forbidden pleasure. He was ready.
The night air was heavy and sultry, charged with anticipation. Michael and I locked eyes across the smoky room, and I felt a current of electricity rush through me. His molten gaze burned through my skin and into my soul. In that moment, I knew our night ahead would be hot, dark and sensuous.
He craved a carnivore’s cocktail of man flesh, two-parts salt and one-part sweat, laced with a potion of bitter desire and sweetened with an elixir of dark lusts. The back bar came alive with the tingling of unspoken needs, a smoldering glow of steamy eyes, and all the while, the goblet of emotions awaiting their sips of carnal creation.
He moaned as I buried myself in his inner sanctum. His hips rose to meet my hungry lips and tongue, each flick coaxing husky whispers of pleasure from his throat. Sweat cooled our entwined bodies as we endlessly explored each other’s cravings in a melding of raw passion.
My hands explored his body: chiseled muscles, hard planes, and taut skin reverberating with heavy breath. His mouth sought exploration, each kiss an intense and delicate union. I caressed his neck as I licked his chest, tasting his salt, and further down, his thick and deep flavor. With every thrust, we were hungering for more.