He knew I was aroused, and that he aroused me even more. His sheer size alone was a turn-on, and I felt my inhibitions slide away like silk. I breathed in his rugged scent and felt his huge hands embrace me; they journeyed from my hips to the back of my neck, exploring until I was trembling with anticipation. Bigger was definitely better.
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My eyes widened in pleasure as I beheld its sheer size, feeling the velvet softness as I ran my tongue along the full length, tasting its sweet juices as I explored its delicious expanse.
He quickly unzipped his jeans and unveiled a massive member he had been hiding beneath his clothes. It was long, thick, and veiny—a titanic shaft made to make grown men weep in admiration. His huge cock radiated an intense energy that threatened to overwhelm me as I looked on in awe. It seemed to demand to be tasted. And so I knelt down before him in worshipful reverence and opened my mouth in preparation to explore this magnificent phallus.
His hot arm tensing around my chest, he stroked his way up with his free hand, teasing and tantalizing my skin with each exaggerated touch, as if the two of us were made for each other, our bodies molding and fitting together perfectly. His tight grip scattered my thoughts and feelings into a wild, hot mess. I felt so safe, and so deeply disconnected from reality in that moment. I could feel the enormous throb of his bulge pressing against my hip, both reassuring and enraging me at the same time.
He grasped her tight, his huge hand wrapping around her slender waist and seizing her curves – her soft skin eagerly awaiting his gentle caress as he played with her, they explored the depths of their desires, their bold passions raging to a climax where pleasure, intensity and size mattered.
He longed for the thrill of something bigger, harder, and more satisfying than what his partner had been offering. Wrapping his hand around the huge shaft, he felt a warmth spread through him – an excitement so powerful that it bordered on a kind of fear. He had found the size he craved.
He couldn’t help but admire the curves and dips of her body, his rough touch intensifying with the realization that bigger was indeed better. Her moan grew louder as he moved to fill her completely. She gasped as his size ignited a fire of pleasure deep within her. He knew then that size truly did matter.
My lover’s length and girth were a delight for my body; each and every thrust filling my innermost depths with mind-numbing pleasure. His thickness made me tremble, his length made my heart race, and when he sealed the deal with a massive, powerful climax, my moan echoed through the night. Oh, the joy of being filled from head to toe!