I gently closed the door behind me, shutting out the world beyond. The soft glow of candlelight painted the room in warm hues, casting a sensual ambiance that heightened the tension. Across the room, our eyes locked in an unspoken agreement, acknowledging the electric connection that drew us together. In the silence, I could hear the subtle rustle of fabric as you approached, your every movement echoing the desire that mirrored my own.

As our bodies gravitated toward each other, the air became charged with an intoxicating blend of passion and vulnerability. Your touch sent shivers down my spine, igniting a flame that had been smoldering for too long. In the dance of intertwined fingers and whispered promises, we surrendered to the magnetic pull, letting the waves of passion carry us into a world where time seemed to stand still.

The warmth inside my body became intense and our breaths became heavy. The throbbing muscle from beneath my waste become tighter and tighter, ready to burst with anticipation. It’s only a matter of time until my throbbing cock slowly glides into her warmth, becoming wetter by the second. She eagerly moans, then screams at eruption, cover in my white fluid, intensely wanting more.