He cupped his hand around the swell of my groin. I melted as he rubbed my growing desire, feeling its heat through my jeans. He gently grazed his fingertips down my chest, tracing each promise of pleasure until I could no longer stand the anticipation. With a look of want and need, I let my clothes drop to the floor.
Browsing: sin
The downtown streets of Sin City sizzled with darkness and raw sexuality, a sensuous bedlam of scintillating desire. Jackson stood tall on the sidewalk. His dick long, hard and inviting. I wanted nothing more than to taste it, so I got down on my knees, salivating in anticipation. Every thrust of his hips, every lick and swirl increased my pleasure to a point of no return. I’m now convinced that pleasure was invented in Sin City.
Jayden kissed down my spine and paused at the base, tracing his tongue around my questionable desires. I was on fire from his touch, and when I felt him against me, I knew I couldn’t deny the sweet sinful pleasure of having all of him inside me. Nothing can compare to the taste of his semen as it pulsed deep in my throat and coated my tongue – a gritty reminder of our uninhibited lovemaking.