My palm springs weekend was one of fiery passion as the scorching desert weather ignited deep passions within me. We found a secluded barn for refuge from the heat and the sunlight, and made love in the dark for hours. We rolled around, naked and hot with pleasure, exploring every inch of each others bodies and feeding our craving hunger for love. It was intense, wet and wild; the pounding heat only enhancing our carnal desires.
Browsing: desert heat
I was alone in the desert oasis of Palm Springs, and the summer sun was beating down on me. As I lounged by the pool, I met a sexy stranger who turned out to be an absolute god of desire. We sauntered away to a room of secret pleasures, and the heat continued to rise until I found myself on my knees, pleasuring him with my lips and tongue in the blistering desert heat.
The evening air seeped through my skin, like a million tiny tongues of lust licking at the curves of my body. I felt the curves of the men around me rising and falling in time to a silent dance. Holding hands, our lips soon followed, eager to taste the electricity surrounding us. Our mouths moved hungrily, exploring one another under the star-streaked sky. Hot kisses, soft sighs, and tight embraces all blended under a promised bliss of the night.
The sun beats down like an arsonist, setting ablaze the rugged cliffs of Palm Springs. I’m in a desert-saloon dive, a hot and humid room of teeming testosterone; an elixir of erected cocks and heavy desire. Amid the epidemic of wandering hands and lustful eyes, I find my true passion – to blow hot and taste the salty, sweaty, smoky scents of another man’s cock.