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XXVideo, Craving More Oil to Ensure His Shaft Fits Perfectly in My Hand
As I eagerly awaited his arrival, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through my body. The anticipation of what was to come sent shivers down my spine, making me quiver with desire. I knew that tonight was going to be a night to remember, one filled with passion, pleasure, and unbridled lust.
I had prepared for this moment meticulously, ensuring that every detail was perfect. The room was dimly lit, with candles casting a soft, flickering glow across the walls. The scent of lavender and vanilla filled the air, creating a sensual atmosphere that was impossible to resist. I had even gone as far as to lay out a selection of massage oils on the bedside table, each one promising a different experience to explore.
As I heard the sound of his footsteps approaching, my heart skipped a beat. I could feel the heat of his body radiating towards me, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. The door creaked open, and there he stood, silhouetted against the dim light, his eyes fixated on me with a hunger that mirrored my own.
Without saying a word, he crossed the room in long strides, his gaze never leaving mine. I could see the desire burning in his eyes, a primal need that matched my own. He reached out a hand, and I took it, allowing him to lead me to the bed where our encounter would unfold.
I felt a surge of electricity as his fingers intertwined with mine, sending a jolt of anticipation through my body. The touch of his skin against mine was electric, igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both. I could feel the tension building between us, a palpable energy that crackled in the air like lightning before a storm.
As he guided me onto the bed, I couldn't help but marvel at the way his body moved, all sinewy muscle and raw power. I knew that he was a man who took what he wanted, and I was more than willing to give myself over to him completely. With a sense of urgency, he began to undress me, his hands roaming over my body with a possessiveness that made my breath catch in my throat.
Before long, I was laid bare before him, my skin tingling with anticipation. He hovered over me, his gaze dark and intense as he leaned in to capture my lips in a searing kiss. I gasped as his hands roamed over my body, igniting a fire within me that threatened to consume me whole.
I reached for the bottle of massage oil on the bedside table, squeezing a generous amount into my palm. The slick, warm liquid felt luxurious against my skin, slicking over my body like a caress. I guided his hand to the bottle, urging him to do the same as I traced a line down his chest, following the curves and planes of his body with eager fingertips.
As he moved above me, his body pressed against mine, I felt the heat of his skin meeting mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I could feel the tension building between us, a simmering heat that threatened to boil over at any moment. I knew that tonight would be a night to remember, a night of passion, pleasure, and unbridled lust.
And as we lost ourselves in each other, consumed by the flames of desire, I couldn't help but crave more oil to ensure that his shaft fit perfectly in my hand, a perfect union of two bodies seeking solace in the night
