The thrill of Thomas’s biggun was undeniable. Sweat on his skin, moans in his throat, and a fever that only desire could bring. His want and need entwined, longings and cravings twisted together in an act of pure pleasure. I felt his lips, his hands, his passion, and then the explosive climax that left us both with a night to remember- that of lust, love, and longing.
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It was hotter than a firestorm outside, and I was steaming too–for ol’ Rob, the new car mechanic at the corner garage. Our eyes held a silent but electrifying attraction for an instant, before I lamely asked about my air filter. But I could feel the heat from his smoldering gaze follow me around, his steel muscles bulging as he worked under the hood. We shared a shared a mutual unspoken understanding that soon the engine would be revving – and it wasn’t my car.