Landon’s trouser pocket yielded a prize worth tasting; his bulging crotch bulging with the heat of desire. His secret indulgence lay ready in dark temptation, and soon another discovered the sweet treasures found there, unzipping his pleasure and eagerly tasting the forbidden fruits.
Browsing: Landon
Landon’s place was darkly lit, the air thick with erotic anticipation. His eyes, smoldering beneath heavy lids, hungrily devoured me as I undressed. There was a palpable tension between us as sexual energy crackled and I felt my desire for him begin to burn. I knew that before long, I’d be lost in his passionate embrace.
He had a long belt of a body, shaped like a taut string on a cello. His eyes twinkled, so tantalising, like two drops of luscious toffee syrup. I could feel the sheer power of his presence, like a gravity-distorting force. I licked my way up his chest, kissing, tasting and exploring. He purred as I finally reached his hammer – corded, stiff and begging for liberation – twinkling with more deliciously sweet toffee syrup. The sensation was unfathomable.
He lay back, letting out a pleasured moan as I licked and sucked his hard length with tender care. I’d never seen a cock this big before and it filled me, every inch stroking something deep within me until I was filled with desire and passion. An encounter I’d never forget, an adventure that had left me hungry for more.