My tongue tasted of strawberries and salt. His manly scent filled the air as my lips wrapped around his shaft. I explored the crevasses, took in the curves, felt it engorge in my mouth. And I quivered with desire, feeling his essences drip into my depths. Oh, Sean. What a deliciously lewd treat.
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The pleasure was insane as I felt my way around his tight space, his tight ring of muscle pulsing around my ecstatic fingers. I moved slowly, savoring every sensation, the gentle pressure that built up heat and pleasure all around me. His asshole opened up like a little pocket of pleasure, and I felt like I was in heaven, savoring this intimacy.
The heat in the city of Cape Town was insatiable, and so was I. Yet I’d found something hotter – Damien, a tall and sinful surprise, whose achingly sweet lips found mine as we kissed the night away. We danced a sultry tango of tongues and sweat as we explored the feverish depths of our forbidden desires.