The muscled fury crashed over them as they lost themselves in the sweet sweat of pleasure. His flexed and powerful frame sent ripples of pleasure through her, pushing her ever closer to sensational rapture. Their maelstrom of passion unstoppable as they clung to one another in heated bliss.
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My muscles flexed and surged, heat and sweat pouring off my body. His tongue traced a line of fire down my chest and I trembled with pleasure as I moved in synchronized bliss; a raw, aching pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me. I’d never felt anything as intense and powerful in my life.
His muscles rippled and glistened, slick and rock-hard. She inhaled his masculine scent, the musk of sweat and desire filling her senses. His body was a wet dream of forbidden delights – a powerful force too tempting to resist.
His t-shirt was so tight that every contour of his body, every flex of his muscled chest, was on full display. Even more alluring were the bulges beneath his jeans, teasingly hinting at what lay beneath. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that this man would leave me breathless.
The sun gleamed down on the Mediterranean Sea, setting a magical scene as I stood amongst the hustle and bustle of the beach in Tel-Aviv. With eyes of lust, I scoured the golden shoreline until I found them; muscle gods, hot and ready. Like gladiators they commanded the beach, and I knew I had to taste the nectar of a thousand sweaty dreams. Those bronzed and ripped figures seemed like a ticket to pleasures beyond my wildest fantasies. I wanted to be theirs…and so I did.