I k!ssed him more deeply and roughly and he caught my drift and switched to my pace. He grabbed my butt0ckz, and the feeling of his relatively firm hands made cold run through my spine.. I was bra-less which made his access to my firm and now hard Tips easy.
He held it with very hard masculinity, and grabbed tight. I felt a sharp pain but also I felt joy.. He kneaded my Tips; I was quietly m0an!ng loud, that won’t make much sense to you unless you are in that position.. I was riding his J0yst!ck in fantasy, and though I am still clad, I was moving in the J0yst!ck riding rhythm, and trying to feel his agressively hard J0yst!ck,with my [email protected]; through our clothes. I wanted his J0yst!ck to punch me deep. I gauged the length of it and I was impressed.
He rolled me over, with my back leaning on the rug. He stripped me off my clothes and I tore his tank top in return. The moment I’ve been anticipating. I ran my fingers through his abs, damn! he is fit! All musclar and his veins at this point have got hot blood running through it. He kissed me healthily, I melted to pulp and was compelled to ask for it, “please, Fork me!” I said in a somewhat pleading tone..
And he unleashed his dragon, yes! those stories you hear about the Calabar men are true! I was scared for a minute because I have never in my Forked up life seen a J0yst!ck this long.. with sturdy looking veins decorating it, poised like a snake ready to strike. He la!d hot and heavy and he was rubbing the tip to get to work.. He oozed a bit of pr£cuum. The pearly drop made my mouth water..?