He stood before me, naked, as his hard cock throbbed with desire. His long, thick member proud and beautiful and I wanted it inside me. Our eyes locked as he stepped forward and gently pressed against me. I shuddered, as the enormity of him filled me up, and I welcomed the pleasure that vibrated through my body.
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The bed shifted as he climbed in beside me, big and warm and oh-so-confident. His powerful hands sought me eagerly, exploring and teasing as his lips caressed my own hungrily. I felt my heart swell and my body tingle in anticipation. Size really does matter and I knew I was in for a big night of passion.
He had arrived, naked and glorious. His body was stunning; firm and powerful. I gasped as he nestled his huge member between my legs, pressing his flesh against my inner thigh. I was utterly mesmerized by his size and strength, and the possibilities of my pleasure that laid ahead of me.
He trembled in her embrace, aroused by her soft curves, her inviting lips, and the thick, hard secret between her legs. His size mattered not, he soon discovered, for she was ready for anything, eager to be ravished by his passionate touch. Love and pleasure filled the air as they indulged in a timeless night of passion.
My hands traced the contours of the firm, powerful body beneath me, a warm heat radiated from his body as I leaned in for a passionate kiss. His hands roamed my body, exploring my curves before taking a firm grip of my hips and pushing me against him, like an inescapable silken wave of pleasure. I felt my desire rising as I moaned with pleasure. I had never felt more alive. Size really does matter.