He didn’t need to say a word. His skin glistened in the light, his eyes darkened with heated desire, and his lips curved into an irresistible smile. He was the embodiment of sensual lust, inspiring deviant thoughts and dreamy fantasies. Soon, I’d succumb to his siren call, and surrender to his seductive selfie.
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He moaned and shuddered in delicious rapture, with each ebbs and flows pushing him closer to his private paradise. The sensation of warm hand around him, mouth drawing out tidal waves of pleasure. A loaded seed drawn out in swelling waves of lust. Grayson’s orgasm saw the enactment of a fantasy that seemed nearer to fantasy than reality.
“Intertwined in the group, dancing to tunes of eager pleasure, the air heavy with sensual desire. Cries of bliss reach a deafening crescendo as hands and mouths ignite in an unforgettable frenzy of fierce and uninhibited sapphic lust.”
He was a golden God with a lean body, toned arms and a sharp jawline that could cut steel. His selfies captivated me. I could not resist fantasizing about how it would feel to touch him, kiss him, and feel his bulging muscles pressed against my body. His selfies spurred my gay desires to new heights, and I longed to explore them.
He grabbed my gaze with a smoldering look. My heart raced as he stepped closer; the heat of his body was all-consuming. His kiss was electric. I felt my body hum with anticipation as his hands explored my body, thrilling my every nerve. I fed freely on his desire, feasting on his erotically charged selfies that awoke my deepest fantasies.