My Pretty Boys Anal Pounding Erotica

My Pretty Boys Anal Pounding Erotica As I sat back on my couch, I couldnt take my eyes off him.His chiseled jawline was perfectly complemented by his piercing blue eyes and perfectly sculpted abs.He leaned forward, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal a thick cock that hardened even further as he gazed down at the pink flesh of my ass.Is that what you want? he asked.Yes, I breathed, reaching into my purse for some lube.I slathered it on his cock, making him smile at my eagerness.He slid on top of me, his face filled with lust as he pushed himself deep inside of me.His rhythm was slow and steady, every movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.I moaned and arched my back, feeling completely at his mercy.His hands gripped onto my hips, pulling me harder onto his cock as he fucked me more deeply.I felt like a porn star, his cock sliding in and out of me so smoothly.His breath catch in his throat as he pounded me from behind, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist to keep me from falling out of place.Fuck! You feel so good, he growled as he came, his orgasm sending my own body shuddering with pleasure.It wasnt just sex, though.The connection we had was pure desire, raw emotion.It felt almost voyeuristic watching him fuck me, but it only made things more intense.His name flashed through my mind, but it didnt matter who he was as long as he continued to touch me, I was more than happy to be his obsession.