It’s a pleasure so initimate yet infinitely far removed from what I am used to. The flirtatious glances become more pronounced, as if it compels me to dive head-first into a pool of aroused, electrically charged emotions. Describing it is impossible, and this electrifying experience puts words to shame.
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He gasped as his cock pulsed and twitched in my hand, overflowingly generous as it wretchedly fired hot jets of his cum all over me. It bathed my face in a lustfully salty ocean that left me wanting more. His arousal was pure, and mine was an ecstatic, soaring joy.
I watched as he posed in the shadows, thrusting those hard-edged hips, with that flirtatious smirk, offering an open invitation that I couldn’t resist. I savoured the heat radiating off his tight body and gorgeous face, perfect for the kind of erotic adventures I’d been craving. As I approached, I heard his breathy whisper, begging me to be his, and my heart raced as pleasure surged through me. His selfies had entranced me, and his lips were thirsty for me.
Carson walked up to me, lasciviously licking his lips, ready to devour me. His cock was like titan, big, veiny and craving my attention. I stared at it, mesmerized and horny, feeling my own throbbing desire take over. I offered no resistance as I felt the smooth, hard flesh of his shaft pulsing against my tongue. Carson groaned in pleasure as I licked and sucked his cock, sending him into an ecstatic bliss. It was bliss for me too and I melted into it, adding my own special flavor to his hot and hard delight.