Time ceases to exist; you are paused in the moment, in the flooding need for more, lost in the rising tide of sensations which flow through you. You rock your hips, writhing against the unbearably wet sensation slipping up and down your tenderness. You

Time ceases to exist; you are paused in the moment, in the flooding need for more, lost in the rising tide of sensations which flow through you. You rock your hips, writhing against the unbearably wet sensation slipping up and down your tenderness. You

Beyond Masturbation, Beyond Foreplay, Beyond Sex Itselfâ€¦ Your Body Feels Trapped In Realms Of Pleasure That Seems Unending. You Almost Feel The Eyes Boring Into The Depths Of Your Fantasies, Feeding Off The Screaming Lust That Threatens To Consume You;

Twitching In Anticipation For Those Fingertips To Slide Inside You, Feeling Your Entrance Wrap Around Them So Eagerly. They Slide In And Out So Slowly, You Buck Your Hips In Frustration, Trying To Draw Them In Deeper And Faster. You Know That Every Sign

Toes Clench As You Writhe Uncontrollably. Consistently In And Out, Your Sex Being Explored In Such Cruel Rhythm; The Moment You Feel Yourself Getting So Close, Feeling That Explosive Fit Of Bliss Running Through Your Spine Ready To Erupt, It Stops. So

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You Struggle To Keep Your Limbs Spread As Ordered, Desperately Holding Back The Desire To Slide Your Hand Down Your Body And Explore Yourself, To Give Yourself The Orgasm You Yearn For. Your Tenderness Seems To Convulse On Its Own As That Hard, Throbbing

Basking In The Aroma Of Sexuality, You Submit To Your Every Desire. Itâ Isn&Amp;Rsquo;Tâ Just The Stiff Length Inside, Sliding So Rhythmically In And Out, That Melts You, Itâ€™S The Feeling Of Pure Loss Of Control That It Bringsâ€¦ Knowing That There Is Nothi

You Writhe Against That Pulsating Tip, Bucking Your Hips To Make The Hard Shaft Grind Inside You. As The Friction Against Your Sensitivity Sets Your Body On Fire, You Realise That You Aren&Amp;Rsquo;T Even Aware Of Trying To Keep Your Hands Above You In Posit

The Hard Slap Of His Pelvis Against Your Swollen, Glistening Moundâ€¦ The Deep Pounding Of His Manhood, Drilling You With Brutal Precisionâ€¦ The Rough Thrust Of His Masculine Frame Against Your Feminine Delicacyâ€¦ Everything Being Done To You Draws

They Keep Him Held On The Brink Over And Over, That Constant Pulsating Sensation Shoots Through His Body, Threatening To Bring Him To His Knees, To Buckle To Their Whim. What Started As A Pleasurable Bet, An Erotic Challenge, Has Become An Exercise On

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The Gentle Drum Of Your Heartbeat Against Your Chest, Your Skin So Warm And Soft&Amp;Hellip; Surrender To Me.

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