He stirred a little, then there it was – thrust up invitingly, proud and gleaming, with that intoxicating opalescent salacity ebullient on its swollen head. Our hands moved in curious concert, lips parted in silent awe. We became one in the way only lovers can – as we tasted the dark art of taking Gabriel’s cock.
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The coach handed him the post-game trophy, eyes hungry, then roughly grabbed him by the neck, hauling him close. He leaned in, grazing his nose across the contours of his player’s face. Then he devoured his lips, lust dripping from every hungry press. Hot. Hard. Flesh to flesh. Everything he’d ever wanted. Naughty reward for a job well done.
Jace approached the room with a nervous excitement. Inside, an anonymous figure waited to lead him into a dark and seductive journey of exploration. A journey that would plunge him deep into a hidden realm of naughty desire, a world Jace had only dreamed of until now.
He pushed in with forceful strokes; the sheer size of his girth made her gasp with every thrust. His enormous manhood filled her tightness with pleasure that was both savage and inviting. He touched her depths, pushing against every corner of her core, pushing her to pleasure and pleasure’s brink.
He leaned forward, his tongue warm and eager. His mouth was eagerly devouring every drop I didn’t even know was there, licking it all up and leaving no drop behind. His tongue felt like a deliciously soft thunderbolt of pleasure, his movements growing more frantic as he tasted me more passionately. His mind and body refused to quit, determined to savor every single drop until the absolute last drop.
The night was sultry, the city eerily alive as I stepped out of the cab, alone and ready for something that only Montreal seemed to offer. The drinks were strong, the men sexier and soon I was caught up in a night of frenzied erotic passion, exploring and being explored in a dance of raw pleasure. The only light came from the stars illuminating us as our bodies moved in perfect rhythm, kissing and tasting and loving. For hours I tasted Montreal’s sensual delights, feeling the heat fill me from within until I felt spent and reborn.
“We met out on the field one afternoon, our eyes locked like magnets. I could see pent up desire in his gaze, a want for something more. And I knew I had to have him.”
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.
Gently, so as not to break the moment, I peeled away Sean’s jeans and briefs. His oil-slickened cock lay nestled in a bed of soft, silken tufts, ready to deliver him into delicious triple ecstasy. His arms were around me, pushing us both towards our climax, and his three, identically divine loads melted in lustful delight.
He guided her hand to his waist, whispering in her ear, “Start here, slow and easy…my pleasure is all that matters.” His skin was hot as it welcomed her exploring touch. Desire growing, his body urged her to explore further until their world was lost in a hurricane of passion.