Animation, Bruce, Fucking, Sex, Chaise Lounge
DAVID 368
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I had fallen asleep lying on my stomach. I awoke to the sound of the lounge chair creaking. I didn't need to turn to know who it was. I felt his massive arms wrap themselves around my chest. I felt his hairy chest on my back. I felt his handsome face nuzzling my neck. And then I felt that beast of a cock lifting my balls as he tilted his hips forward to slide it between my legs. I loved riding that cock. Holding it in your hands or squeezing it between your thighs makes you dizzy. It's so big. It's so heavy. It's so rigid. It's so warm.
Yes, he descended on me from behind, and I was helpless. He played for a long time, rocking his hips and carressing my crotch with that huge fuck pole. And then to distract me, he bathed my neck and ears and face with his tongue and a shower of wet kisses. I felt him rest the head of his cock between my butt cheeks. It was slippery with cock drool. What followed was one of the greatest displays of self control I'd ever witnessed. There was nothing I could do to excite him...I couldn't stroke his chest or massage his cock or lick his balls, but he was like an animal, like a tiger who had taken down a gazelle and savored it instead of giving in to the powerful, primal urge. He just leaned against me, applying the barest of steady pressure, and slowly, the wet, plum-sized head opened me. Still he didn't rush. He didn't even push anymore. He just held me down and drove me crazy with his hands and his mouth and with each gasp and twitch and tremble on my part he sank deeper and deeper into me until at last I felt the heat of his hips on my buttocks.
His rump is a thing of beauty. The very curve of it calls to your hands Your eyes are drawn to the cleft, especially when he leans over, and the thought that he carries an excruciatingly sensitive erogenous zone between his ass cheeks and behind his balls makes your mouth water. Licked just the right way, he can't move. He just trembles and moans. But even without playing down there, his glutes are mind-boggling. The man has...a big...butt. When you see those insanely powerful glutes sitting on top of those column-like legs, it's like looking at two hydraulic presses and you realize how they propel him forward with his body at a forward slant, and how no linebacker on an opposing football team could ever hope to gain an inch of ground against him. Some guys have full, shapely buns, but their buttocks don't flex when they walk like David's do. Just shifting his weight while he stands is a treat to see. Those thick, high, creamy globes ripple and flex, and after you marvel at his massive pecs and gargantuan back, after you are amazed at his titanic thighs, your eyes wander to take in the mass of those glutes. Your mind reels when you realize that it's all muscle....ALL muscle and those particular muscles specialize in one thing...pushing.
2008