He pushed me against the blissfully cold tiling, engulfing my warmth with his. He brought his lips against mine with forceful determination, soft yet demanding. I trailed my hands over his toned, sculpted torso, desiring more of him, more of his taste and his unyielding passion. He kissed back with an animalistic fervour, unmasking with each touch the hidden depths of desire.
Browsing: Piece
His piece was a monument of flesh, thick and smooth, the hood of his foreskin perfectly folded over the ridges of the head. His moans of pleasure were intoxicating as I licked, sucked and let his sweet nectar trickle down my throat. I savored every inch of Connor’s big piece of bliss until he was screaming out in sheer delight.