The taste of his masculine pleasure was like a drug on my tongue, driving me wild with insatiable desire. I gloried in tracing his aroused contours with my lips – savoring each taste of salty, honeyed bliss. Fervently seeking ecstasy in every fleeting moment, I craved more.
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He moves like a god, expertly tracing the contours of your body with his lips like a sculptor, chiseling out pleasure. With a impassioned cry, the depths of his desire envelop his soul, pushing beyond limits, as he passionately immerses himself in every inch of you.
“The art of dudes going down can only be described as hungry and uninhibited. The desire to consume and be consumed is a feast for the senses, a heady blend of tantalizing tongues and lascivious lips, heavenly breaths and sweet murmurs.”