The sly curve of his lips called to me, his manhood beckoning. I tugged his pants down with urgency, ripping them off him, and devoured the sight of his hot muscle and hard desire. A deep hunger and feverish lust consumed me, as I ravenously licked, tasted and torn into Dylan’s manhood.
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He moved closer, barely touching the man’s skin. His eyes widened in anticipation as the sweet, musky scent of manhood saturated the air. He could taste the earthy saltiness of sweat and the tingle of raw, primal desire that came with the deepest exploration of the male form. He was hungry for it.
Their hands moved slowly along the curves of their bodies; exploring, tantalizing, teasing, caressing each other until they ached for release. The intensity between them became electric as their mouths moved in frantic, yet passionate harmony. Their tongues danced sensuously, tasting desire and pleasure, before taking the final plunge.
The cowboy’s hands were all over me, his lips pressed on mine, his tongue pushing deeply into my mouth. His strong arms held me tight as I could feel his hard body against mine, the heat radiating off of our now intertwined bodies. I let out a soft moan as his hands explored further down my body, igniting my nerves and pushing all sense of caution out of the window.
He steps into the crowded room, ready to take part in the mating dance of the male meat market. Everywhere his eyes land, there is a new song of seduction, a masculine symphony of desire. As his gaze settles on each man before him, he can feel a pull of attraction, a burning hotness emanating from the depths of his soul.
He parted his lips and licked his way down my naked torso, stopping to give each of my nipples extra special attention. His tongue explored and probed my body, igniting a wildfire of pleasure that raged through me. I wanted to feel every inch of him and soon his body was pressed against mine, making me tremble and ache with desire.
His colossal manhood loomed before me like a figurehead on a galleon of pleasure. His velvety balls glistened a tantalizing invitation I couldn’t resist. With my heart pounding and my breath in my throat I waited with trepidation for the heat of his desire set ablaze.