He grabbed Wesley and threw him on the bed. His hands roamed his body like a wild animal, exploring every inch and taking pleasure in the pain he inflicted. His mouth sought out crannies, his fingertips caressed curves and his tongue laved desire. Even the darkest depths of his heart were filled with sweet, passionate longing as he worshipped and pleasured his object of desire.
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He craved the intensity of their lovemaking, feeling her heat through his body as they locked lips. His heart raced as he embraced her with his hands, exploring her soft skin with passionate urgency. His desire only increased as he heard her moans of pleasure and felt her body tremble under his touch.
He felt his cock stir as his fingers gently slid over the teensy bulge in his shorts. His eyes stayed mesmerized on the dream boy’s selfie, and he could feel his skin flush as his mind filled with burning desire. Whatever was going to happen between him and this hot stranger in full centigrade? He wanted to find out, his hunger for the unknown swiftly overpowering him.
My palms sweated with desire, my heart raced as his tight ass filled my vision. I took an eager step forward and felt the throbbing hardness between my legs welcome the impending encounter. His smoldering gaze promised electric pleasure, and as I entered him for the first time I knew my life would never be the same.
The crack of the lightning split the night like Oliver’s lust for what was to come. His stomach flipped as he stepped onto the pavement. He glanced up, his eyes meeting with the darkened gaze of an unnamed stranger. Din of city life melted away as the two men drank from each other’s lips and Oliver’s first passionate encounter became a reality.
He tapped my thigh and my skin lit up with fire. I knew I was on the edge of something I’d never felt before – something forbidden and exciting. I felt his kiss on my neck and felt his hands wandering around my body. I wanted to be consumed and he did just that – until I was trembling and lost in pleasure.
He pressed his hard body against mine, his hot breath caressing my neck as he whispered naughty nothings into my ear. His bulging muscles rippled with each movement, as if begging to be explored – and I felt his explosive desire rocket through me.
He’s standing there sweaty and glistening from head to toe in that tight shirt and those perfectly form-fitting jeans. I can feel my body heat rising as I imagine what it must feel like for him to wrap his big, thick cock around me and ride me hard until we both come undone.
My mind and body ache with desire as I feel my eyes pierce through the pixelated perfection of his selfie. His tight body, chiseled chest, and bee-stung lips , all just mere inches away from my fingertips. But for now, his simulacra will suffice and I can only imagine what it would feel like to be embraced in those muscular arms.
He groaned as my massive dick filled him, my engorged shaft burying deep into primal depths – his tight pulsing hole milking and spilling my creamy nectar, our bodies bathed in a flush of tongues and salty sweat. He engulfed me, his desires for my hardness and his own need obvious, desperate, and true. We were one.