He was a walking dream, so beautiful that it made me ache with desire from the first glance of his taut, toned body and tempting cock selfie. I could already feel his touch caressing my skin as his warm lips surrounded mine in an urgent, passionate kiss. I knew I had to have him, and I knew that if I did, it’d be a night I’d never forget.
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Jordan’s cock was like a steel rod, hard and eager, as I leaned in to take it in the dark alley. His lips parted hungrily, as his manhood filled me. Shouts echoed from the street, lost in the depths of pleasure as I soaked up the ecstasy of his thrusts. Every inch of me trembled with a fiery heat.
He was a pure, handsome and delicious example of an alpha gay male. His smoldering gaze and succulent lips devoured my body with an intensity that aroused me to an almost unbearable level. His hands, trained by an expert, roamed my body like a lion on the savanna. This was nothing like I’d experienced before – raw, forbidden, and incomparable.
He sank to his knees, my tight ass encircling his throbbing shaft. My muscles rippled as his hands moved along my curves. He drove himself deeper and deeper, until I was screaming with pleasure. His body quivered, and then with a powerful rush, we both felt the explosion of cum in my bowels. Nothing mattered but the pure intensity of it. He was free, and so was I.
The door opened. My heart raced as I saw his bulky frame take up the whole room. He took my hand firmly and led me to the bed. I sat. All the air was gone. He stared. His beautiful eyes looking into my soul. When his lips pressed against mine I melted into him, then I felt it.. His big, hard cock. I opened my lips wide and welcomed him in with a hungry kiss.
He felt the heat from the selfie as he touched it, a twinge of electricity that traveled through him. He knew he wanted whatever that hot guy had to offer. He wanted to feel his body against his, to taste the sweetness of his eager lips and drift away in a wave of infinite pleasure.
His back was broad and taut, his stomach unwittingly enticed her with every flex and ripple caused by his hands that roved all over his pulsing flesh. He was a perfect silhouette of surging, ecstatic desire. As his bulging muscles and tanned skin glistened with a sheen of sweat beneath the dimmed light, she wanted nothing more than to let her hands explore every heavenly curve of his body.
Aaron lay flat on the bed, quivering in anticipation. His heart raced as I slowly lowered my head closer to his awaiting manhood. He moaned and my mouth found his delicious flesh as I licked and sucked with a growing hunger, my hands exploring his body and bringing him to pleasure’s edge.
Ass-Taken By Oliver: I was blindfolded, lying on a king-sized bed with my legs spread wide, feeling as if I had wandered into some secret, dark paradise. I heard the door open, then the sound of Oliver’s hungry breath as he approached, pushing my legs farther apart. His thick fingers crept up my inner thighs and I moaned with anticipation. My ass was his — eagerly taken.
He was the ultimate selfie master. His cell phone album brimmed with an array of taut, toned and succulent bodies ready to be worshipped with his wandering gaze. It was a sensory overload to behold his divine manly form, and the feverish intensity of his touch electrified my skin. He ventured within the boundaries of my soul to caress my body, mind and spirit to invoke an unbridled rapture of pure pleasure.