He felt his world shatter as his body trembled. Piss splashed and filled the air. He tasted it. It was forbidden, it was exciting, it was exhilarating. He was bound in pleasure and lust as the warm sensation filled his body. He never knew he could feel this way. He was in the midst of a Londoner’s Lusty Piss Play Party- and he never wanted it to end.
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I pushed my head back against the pillow, gasping in pleasure as his 12in monster cock filled my ass, penetrating ever deeper. His thrusting was relentless, and my body shook each time his beastly shaft slammed against my inner walls. His animalistic groans of delight only heightened the intensity as we both explored uncharted seas of pleasure.
He stirred a little, then there it was – thrust up invitingly, proud and gleaming, with that intoxicating opalescent salacity ebullient on its swollen head. Our hands moved in curious concert, lips parted in silent awe. We became one in the way only lovers can – as we tasted the dark art of taking Gabriel’s cock.
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.
My fingertips caress the sweat-slicked muscles of his back as I maneuver us both toward climax. His soul is bared with every drop of perspiration, and I can feel the ecstasy emanating from tender embrace. Ah, what a kinky journey we take together.
His breath was ragged and hot on the back of his neck as he slowly entered. He pushed deeper, a flood of pleasure rising from within, and then pulled back, savoring each inch. The wet heat was exquisite and so intense. Every thrust brought him closer to the ultimate bliss.
She gently caressed his taut muscles, her fingers tracing a path across his body. His skin burned with her touch, making him ache for more. She whispered in his ear, the promise of pleasure sparking desire in her eyes. His heartbeat quickened in anticipation of what was to come. He was hers to command.
It was the hottest piss party I’d ever been to in London; steamy, soaking and completely saucy. Hot bodies pressed together, the walls were drenched with sweat and warm piss started to run down my legs. Everyone’s tongues were aggressively exploring as our arousal reached feverish heights. No one was holding back and the pleasure was palpable. It was a night I will never forget.
The night-air hung in the back alley like a heavy blanket, intensifying the palpable anticipation. My heart throbbed with each footstep I took towards the sheet-shrouded figure, awaiting our clandestine meeting. He moved his hands seductively and I felt my body tremble with a forbidden desire.
His tongue darted out, exploring the salty sweetness of my cum. I felt the warmth of his lips, and my desire grew as he worked his way down, licking and savouring each morsel like fine wine. His technique was pure bliss, like an artist relishing quality ingredients. When his tongue reached the last drop, I felt the ecstasy of total satisfaction.