349 The horseman (3)

I feel his hardness. Pulsing waves take over - yet it's not enough. I need him deep inside me.

His moans roll deep within his throat as his muscles tense and his grip tightens. As I wrap my legs around him he thrusts faster, as deeply as our bodies can yield to one another. If only he could slip under my skin our fusion would be complete, so totally do I want to devour him with my hunger and lust. I feel his hot, creamy juice flow as I suck and pull him with my muscles to keep him inside me.

159 Daydreaming

Massimo kissed me and licked some of the cum he had spoiled om my chin. He cleaned my blushed face with the inner side of his shirt. "Let's cool down for a while", he said and led me through the fields behind a huge stack of hay bales.

We laid ourselves in the grass. The sun caressed Massimo's tanned skin. I enjoyed the farmland. Looking around, my eyes strayed to his bulge. I imagined his fly opening by itself and a powerfull rammer growing out of it, reaching for the sky and a stream of cum flowing from the top.