Submissions by assassin

When he craves
Stars peep through the window into his man cave
His chiselled body’s sight
Stark-naked like in the beginning of age
At his surreptitious self-embrace the moonlight rays gaze
Behold his lingering hand
Dangling fingertips caressing his own bare flesh
To the ecstasy of his stiff nipples his thumbs caress
On the other hand, a slippery situation seeks his attention
The lubrication accentuates the thick, stiff, veiny shaft
A sight bound to make any woman release a blissful sigh
Just before she engages in a ferocious suck ...