Desi And African Men: A Forbidden Encounter

Literally.” We looked at each other for a minute and then burst into laughter. “You should take your clothes off, too.”The corner of Parker’s mouth raised a fraction of an inch, and he nodded. Gay porn There was something satisfying and terribly arousing about seeing my size next to him, seeing my erection standing tall and proud and shameless before him. The weight of his body on mine, the pressure of his thighs on my side, felt protective, secure, grounding me, preventing me from drifting away in doubt or disbelief. He gripped my shaft and took me all the way in (I felt myself hit the back of his throat) and I moaned loudly, releasing the duvet and burying my hands in his hair. With a friend. I threw my head back, and my breath hitched in my throat, and Parker began to really stroke me. Maybe give us a bit more space?”“Oh,” I said, a bit surprised. He looked down at me, no doubt at the puddles of cum – his cum – covering my chest. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get that all over you,” he said, his cheeks turning pink.I looked down at the mess, at his cock slowly softening on my stomach, and grinned. “It’s okay,” I assured him.

Desi And African Men: A Forbidden Encounter