My hands moved methodically over the sweaty body of the young mechanic as he lay on the cold cement floor beneath me. His tight skin quivered with each precise and sensual touch – my fingertips following the curves and ridges beneath his shirt. I felt his chest expand and contract beneath my touch and I smiled as he gasped beneath me. I could feel the satisfaction between us, turning the cogs and greasing the gears.
Browsing: tools
The day started like any other, lunch break perfectly timed to fit clockwork of shift change. But his eyes made a beeline for me in the corner of the garage. Sunrays spilled in through the windows in the smoky darkness as he came closer, electricity sparking between us, both of us reaching for the same tool as if destiny had led us to it. He smiled and the proximity made my heart race, my skin burning for his rough hands to touch it.
Damp tongues licked my swollen skin as our bodies entwined. He moved like a beast, plunging inside me, ravaging me with his tools, raw and rough. He took me by the waist, spinning me over the tools, driving me deeper into a ravaging bliss. His deep, passionate breaths blew against my neck as I yielded to his relentless passion.
He groaned, thrusting in and out, hard and fast. His hands around my ass, pulling my body in closer, as if wanting to melt into me. His lips on mine, as if tasting the pleasure we created. His hand around my cock, making me grunt in pleasure. Ablaze in a rock-solid erotic world, his skillful hands brought me Climax.
He moved into me like a steam engine, pushing and pistoning, driving deeper and deeper until I felt every last inch pinned tightly within me- cinching and tightening until I screamed out in ecstasy. My rapture of passion was his engine, and finally, we burned together in flames of erotic union.
He pulled my hand towards the back of the garage and into a hidden room, just big enough for us to fit. His hands were soft and slick and greasy from the engine, but to me it was like he was rubbing oil all over my body. I felt the heat of his body on mine, the warmth was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of.