Leo’s lethal lust was like liquid methane, erotically searing and burning in its intensity. A primal force of passion and abandon that enthralled his lovers in an endless tapestry of carnal pleasure and unleashed desire. In that moment, it was raw and limitless; infinite and eternal in its beautiful destruction.
Browsing: Leo
I feel his orgasm swell before I even feel the heat. His liquid silk pools deep in my throat, an acidic explosion of orgasmic pleasure that ripples through my body as he releases his love down my throat.
Leo was ready for me, semi-erect and eagerly awaiting my arrival. I could FEEL the burning heat between my legs as I slid into him, my tight insides quivering as I filled him with my lust. His moans were muffled as I grabbed his hips, pushing in deeper and further. Our bodies writhed together in an uncontrollable passion that left us exhausted, but utterly satisfied in the afterglow.
Gulping down Leo’s naughty treat was pure ecstasy–a sinfully sweet concoction of his salty, sugary tongue lapping me clean and plunging deep in a lust-drenched, soul-searing ride. Oh, the deliciousness of that honeypot! I savored every sensual second. Once I tasted his yearning, I knew there would be no turning back.
My eyes locked avidly onto Leo’s hardened rod as I felt a deep wave of ecstasy pass through me. His manhood seemed to thrum with sexual energy. He grabbed my hips firmly, thrust his rod of lust into my abyss, and I let out a primal scream of pleasure as I succumbed to its alluring power.
I could feel the heat radiating off Leo’s rod as he pushed it against my tight ass. I welcomed the fear as well as the pleasure, knowing this would give me the wildest and hottest ride yet. I loved being filled up by Leo’s rod and the fire that it brought me every single time.
The air crackled with electricity. His body was a minefield of dangerous desire that I wanted to explore. His lips–searing as they brushed against mine. A night of passion and explorations, of hungry needs met and rise in the early hours of the morning.
Leo’s huge, throbbing manhood beckoned me in an intimate and uncontrollable embrace. Fire shot up from its depths and I caved into its sensual rhythm, my passion ignited as an unbearable need for fulfillment overwhelmed me.
In a city of twisted fantasies and hard steel, Leo had wanted more than a soft touch. His rod, slick with need, slid into my rear like a hot knife through butter. His caresses set flame to my soul as I quivered in orgasmic pleasure, my leathered body thrumming with dark, intense pleasure.