Hunter’s lips tasted sweet, like whisky and sun-warmed cherries. His skin felt like velvet, tender, comforting, and inviting me to explore further. Our mouths collided in a passionate exchange of tongue and breath until I pulled back, my body trembling as he continued to caress my lips with his. Together we created a secret world that only the two of us could access; and in it, we kissed our worries and troubles away.
Browsing: rock
He stood tall and strong, a perfect specimen of exaggerated masculinity. His muscles were as hard as stone and the proud bulge between his legs announced his arousal. His cock was engorged and ready, demanding satisfaction that only gets harder and hotter with every passing second.
He could feel the 12 inch monster inside him, stretching him wide, full and utterly consumed by pleasure. He gasped, biting his lip, arching his back and pushing forward even harder. His hands gripped the sheets as the monster buzzed and pulsed with incredible intensity. It was too much, a deep, delicious thrill that had been building for weeks and could not be ignored. It felt like an eruption of ecstasy that rippled through his every inch as his body convulsed and shuddered in delight.
He pushed me into the back corner of the garage, pushing my body against the wall. His lips kissed their way up my neck, tasting my skin and sucking my ear lobe. His hands traveled south, undoing my jeans and pushing them to my knees, the hot press of his hardness against me sending sparks of pleasure.
The night air felt electric, salty from the ocean spray. Our bodies intertwined, two beach boys entwined in a mutual embrace of passion and pleasure. We kissed and moaned, exploring each other’s bodies for an eternity. Clothes slipped away, replaced by warm hands and the bliss of uninhibited intimacy. Two masculine souls united in an orgasmic cacophony of desire.
He stood tall, dominating the room, rippling muscles begging for exploration. His huge manhood, thick and throbbing, was a thing of beauty, tempting and promising untold pleasures. His gaze was a siren’s song, welcome and inviting, and beneath his gaze she melted into a hot puddle of desire.
He was a stranger on the train but we both knew something had to give. Our eyes met, I licked my lips, and his eyes glowed with a desire. His body language spoke of passion and intensity. We wound up and down the railway line, as we pushed the boundaries of pleasure; bold, intimate, heated lip service on the locomotive, intoxicated with the frenzy of animal desire.
He was huge. Rock hard and monstrously thick. Sweat glistening off his twelve-inch cock as his hips grinded against mine. Every thrust sending waves of pleasure surging through my veins. I’d never felt anything like it before. He was an animal in heat and I was his prey. Inhibitions went flying out the window as I embraced the rapture of his monster that rocked me!