His Immense Desires



"He parted her thighs, ohhh that fragrance, she smelt too nice of lavender and honey.

He never thought a woman would smell as nice as this, he thought if she could smell like this her taste will be heavenly.

He couldn't wait no longer as he dipped down his head, searching for her warmth his nose nuzzled her warmth.

He parted his lips as he stuck out his tongue searching for her innermost warmth, he loved this woman, he loved how responsive she is under him.

This woman under him feels so innocence under him as she bucked her hips up to meet his tongue out thrust.

She gyrated her hips and her legs wounded involuntarily over his neck"


He woke up and muttered a curse. Why does she keep haunting him, in his dreams, his work, whenever he feels like he's getting over her, when he tries to close his eyes.

He looked down the slit of his underthings, he was painfully aroused, and fuck he was damn wet.

stood up from the bed, removed his underthings and went straight


Cascade over him down to his shaft,he swore he won't let something like this happen to him, he was

his hair oil in his hands and rubbed it on his shaft, slowly he drew his hand up and down his shaft while a muttered a gothic curse, from the tip to the base, and from the base to the tip...." F*ck,

dick was engorged, the pleasure was a painful one, the handful of oil he had collected

more oil and rubbed it from the tip of his dick down to the base, and to

damnn", he was enraged

knees, he squeezed

that girl was hot",

He imagined thrusting

inner thighs, he

came between it, he lowered his dick between her thighs, he

he used his both hands and pinned them

with his dick, by continuously slapping her clit with his

his other hand to finger her, she was writhing furiously under

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