I was hard with anticipation, my need for wet fun obvious in my tight trunks. On came 4 hung jocks while I stepped into the pool. Water lapping hungrily against me and a mild chlorine scent in the air, we all moved closer, the intensity increasing with each gasp and moan. It was the start of a slippery wild night of splashing fun!
Browsing: fun
The smell alone of the Wild Waters of Desire’s hot yet wet bodies was enough to inspire such forbidden lust in his loins, sending the jocks tantalisingly close to the edge of mesmerizing and delicious depravity. Their sweaty, muscular forms silhouetted against the strong moonlight has set his heart ablaze, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, unbridled, untamed and free.
Diving face-first into a man’s exquisite pleasure is a deeply intimate act, and one you’ll never forget. As your lips and tongue stroke the soft skin and firm contours, the sensations linger and swell into a beautiful crescendo of ecstasy. Dive in and surrender to pleasure. Enjoy!
Driving through the nightclubs of Montreal was like a magical night of mischief. Everywhere I looked couples were twirling in bright lights, making passionate promises and rendezvoused for forbidden pleasures. I felt my craving swell and couldn’t resist the temptation of finding a sexy companion to explore all the exquisite delights of this vibrant city.
He leaned forward and his just visible tongue licked my cheek, then his lips touched my skin and, for a moment, my heart stopped. As he pulled back, I met his gaze in the mirror and my voice caught as the power of his seductive beauty hit me. It was a moment that changed my life forever and I’d never forget it.
Feeling the warmth of the sun upon my skin, I watched my two beach boys walking hand in hand toward me. I felt a fire ignite in my belly, a heat which moved to other parts of my body as they neared. Two male bodies intertwined with mine on the sand, hungry eyes exploring my every curve. A passionate and raw threesome without bounds, we made love until the sun sank below the horizon.
Wyatt’s rod of pleasure thrust hard into me. I could feel the dark electricity crackling around us. He with hands on my hips and tongue in my ear. I rode with reckless abandon, taking in every lick and thrust in search of the ultimate pleasure. It was a frantic, relentless pace that brought us ever closer to the edge.
His tight briefs were stretched to the brink of breaking, exposing the loaded, bulging shape of his enormous package. His smoldering, bedroom eyes commanded my attention, sending currents of passionate heat through my entire body. I wanted to touch, taste, and feel him in my arms all night.
He held me close, slowly pushing my body against his and allowing his searing breath to caress my neck. He trailed gentle kisses along my collarbone and chest, finally pausing at my navel, where my big balls hung like ripe fruit, waiting to be tasted. With the slightest touch, I quivered with delight.
Heavenly pleasure awaits those brave and curious enough to explore glory holes. The thrill of the unknown, the heady sensations of anonymity and pleasure make each encounter entirely unique. Here, pleasure knows no bounds and exploration is encouraged – what lies beyond will drive you into oblivion.