The big Montreal dicks await me with open arms, their succulent, smooth tips hard and horsepower-thirsty. Soft moans and low growls fill the air as they know a juicy adventure is moments away – their tight, manly curves engulf me in a realm of pleasure and sensation. Ah, I am home!
Browsing: dicks
I’d arrived in London with high hopes of meeting some of the guys I’d heard so much about: big, thick, uncut – and true to their word, they didn’t disappoint. Suddenly I was engulfed in a field of dark, tanned, throbbing flesh, surrounded by beasts of men, lusciously locked in kisses and clasps of amorous abandonment. My head reeled with pleasure as limb after limb rubbed against each other in a fluent motion, desperate to reach blissful ecstasy. Heaven, I’d found it.