Parker wasn’t one for foreplay or small talk. He wanted the pleasure, hot and deep, now. Both his hands plunged deep into me as he grasped for all I had, seeking something he didn’t even know existed. I gasped and groaned with passion, relishing in his unbridled need for me as I pulled him towards me, pushing my pleasure deeper than before.
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He could feel the 12 inch monster inside him, stretching him wide, full and utterly consumed by pleasure. He gasped, biting his lip, arching his back and pushing forward even harder. His hands gripped the sheets as the monster buzzed and pulsed with incredible intensity. It was too much, a deep, delicious thrill that had been building for weeks and could not be ignored. It felt like an eruption of ecstasy that rippled through his every inch as his body convulsed and shuddered in delight.
The thumping music echoed in the backroom bar, a place of clandestine pleasure and debauched desires. Gay men prowl hungrily, eyes hungry with want, lust fueled to raging one-track minds in harmony. Tongues tangle and flesh heats up as hungry mouths feast. The room simmers with seductive energy,and sweat-slick bodies press in a sensual, throbbing exchange.