He gasped and moaned, reveling in the sheer dominance and power of the muscle jock as his body became a playground of pleasure. His touch felt like a brand – scorching and endlessly arousing as the jock ravished him relentlessly.
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The jock ripped off his muscle top to reveal a hard body, bronzed and beautiful and then he grabbed my hips and plunged into me from behind. His thrusting was hard and fast and I moaned with pleasure feeling every swell of his bulging cock pounding into my tight ass. When we came, it was an explosion of delight. Penthouse pleasure indeed.
He stood before me like a Greek god, his luscious body etched with hard muscle, glistening in the light of the moon. I watched with an aroused sense of awe as his rock-solid frame flexed with each gentle thrust he made against me. His heady musk mixed with sexual desire ignited my body, and as his pelvis pounded against mine I was lost to blissful oblivion.
He grabbed my ass with overwhelming force, pushing me back and forth as his rock hard cock barely managed to fit inside me, pounding as if he were mining an undiscovered treasure. His groans of delight filling up the penthouse suite, as I hung on tight and let him plunder me until neither of us could take anymore.
He was ready for me. His hot breath, pumping from deep in his chest, his hard cock jutting out like a loaded gun. His sweat mingled with my own as I melted into him, feeling the beastly strength behind his brawn. His perfect skin, tight muscles, and intoxicating good looks, left my senses reeling as I lost myself in a night of uninhibited carnality.