He was beautiful, sweaty, and exquisite. I inhaled his masculinity as he moaned, gripping my head as I embraced the deep, dark erotic ecstasy of sucking off Julian. I marveled at his taste, my tongue poetry in motion
Browsing: Julian
He let out a moan as I swallowed Julian’s fireball of pleasure, each spoonful pouring down my throat like liquid lightning. His taste was intense and relentless, and nothing compared to the honeyed glee of watching him buck and writhe with pleasure as his orgasm ripped through us both.
Kneeling before Julian, I opened wide, my throat already heavy with anticipation and wanting. His hardmember slid inside my mouth, slick and eager. I wrapped my tongue around it, tasting his arousal with every stroke of my lips. I wanted it all. All of him. His throaty moans told me he wanted the same.
His eyes darted around the shadows. Julian’s initiation was upon him, and there seemed to be something sinister in the air. As his heart raced, his skin steamed up with arousal. His trembling body trembled in anticipation for whatever wild desires were about to unfold in front of him.
I entered from the darkness, afraid and alluring. Julian’s cock, like steel, waited for me on the other side of the shadows. My heart raced as my body quivered with anticipation, as I eased myself onto his cock and felt his hard length deep within me. I moaned, pressing down into him, as darkness wrapped us in its embrace.