He was behind me, pushing himself deeper and deeper. His hips stuttered in their rhythms, his breath a staccato drumbeat on my neck. With a deep, breathless moan of pleasure, I felt every inch of his length fill me. His cum poured into me, and I felt my ass swimming in what seemed like an ocean of bliss.
Browsing: moan
I never knew men could be so beautiful until I found myself surrounded by the salacious Provincetown boys, their bronzed hair and tanned skin twinkling in the sun’s golden rays. I wanted to know each one better, to feel the strength of their arms and the softness of their lips, and make them moan with pleasure. Ah, these daring and delightfully delectable young men!