I arrived early and snuck into the candlelit sanctuary, the thought of that stranger making my heart race. As I tenderly approached him, he unzipped his jeans to reveal his engorged member – begging for my mouth to explore. MyPassionate lips took it in. His gasp echoed deep. I had never felt such power, such overwhelming pleasure before. Oh, to be sucked in by a Greek god!
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The sun was setting, and I could feel the power of the Greek Gods in the air. I was surrounded by toned, tanned, muscular men dripping in sweat and desire -their eyes aching to undress me and giving me a taste of Mykonos Lust. The hours passed in a blur of sensual pleasure as I moved between bodies, worshipping their hardness, savoring their sweet sweat and letting each kiss linger like a prayer.
He stepped into the room and my heart raced. His 12-inch cock bulged beneath his low-hanging trousers, begging to be let loose. His lips, so full, demanded a kiss. Our mouths met and we both knew our fate was sealed. His 12-inch monster of lust had been unleashed.
Three naked bodies tangled in a sweaty embrace under the electric neon of the city night. Inspecting each other, exploring the unknown, teasing and tasting, a frenzied aftermath of loads spilled in passionate release. All night ecstasy, all night longing, all night pleasure.