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Seeded
He stood ever so close and the words “i think i love you too much…” echoed consciously as I felt his heart racing, and I’m awakened & drawn to the minutia he spoke nothing about, and I gazed at the freckles that adorned his heavenly chiselled face, peaking at him blindly donning nothing but his gorgeous flesh, and that grin he flashed at me like a neon sign, captured my attention.
His eyes disclosed the pain he hid, etched behind years of anchoring, and his silence compliments mine as we both know what we know whilst undressing one another mischievously, and his deviance I wish to unearth in flesh, so I might know him like no other as he flashes those dimples, and that fuck me smile makes my nips swell whilst watching him, pinning me down.
The steam left a subtle frosting upon the glass as his
gorgeous toned frame made me tingle, from crown to sacral, and the heat from the hot water falls over him cleansing the day down the drain and I joined him as he stood with his back towards me, hands pressed slightly above his head leaning against the floor to ceiling tiles.
I washed him, back to front until his rock hard cock prominently stood to my attention and I’m blinded by his endurance & stamina, enamoured and somewhat captivated as he whispered “are you OK ?” with that fucking accent that drives me borderline insane. Sighs.
I pressed my lips to his and kiss him hard yet passionately biting upon his bottom lip as he strategically corners me and tilts my hips whilst pushing himself into me swiftly and I gasp as he whispers “this is only the start…” whilst driving home his point poignantly.
The slickness he elicits, glistens & cascades tempering his raw desire whilst unleashing his frustrations by drilling me hard & deep and he’s the prettiest thing to ponder when his hot & sticky persistence on all things lovely spills forth dripping lovingly until I’m coated in all things him whilst he beckons me to kneel upon his altar post cleansing the remnants of yesterday.
And suddenly, I awoke from the dream he seeded the night before.
His eyes disclosed the pain he hid, etched behind years of anchoring, and his silence compliments mine as we both know what we know whilst undressing one another mischievously, and his deviance I wish to unearth in flesh, so I might know him like no other as he flashes those dimples, and that fuck me smile makes my nips swell whilst watching him, pinning me down.
The steam left a subtle frosting upon the glass as his
gorgeous toned frame made me tingle, from crown to sacral, and the heat from the hot water falls over him cleansing the day down the drain and I joined him as he stood with his back towards me, hands pressed slightly above his head leaning against the floor to ceiling tiles.
I washed him, back to front until his rock hard cock prominently stood to my attention and I’m blinded by his endurance & stamina, enamoured and somewhat captivated as he whispered “are you OK ?” with that fucking accent that drives me borderline insane. Sighs.
I pressed my lips to his and kiss him hard yet passionately biting upon his bottom lip as he strategically corners me and tilts my hips whilst pushing himself into me swiftly and I gasp as he whispers “this is only the start…” whilst driving home his point poignantly.
The slickness he elicits, glistens & cascades tempering his raw desire whilst unleashing his frustrations by drilling me hard & deep and he’s the prettiest thing to ponder when his hot & sticky persistence on all things lovely spills forth dripping lovingly until I’m coated in all things him whilst he beckons me to kneel upon his altar post cleansing the remnants of yesterday.
And suddenly, I awoke from the dream he seeded the night before.
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