His jutting cock punished the inside of Lithe's thighs.
Right now Zen arched his back while his hips were slightly shaking as he continued to hover over Lithe.
Wherever Zen caressed, it felt like it left a burning hot trail, with an all consuming fire.
Lithe found himself stretching wider to accommodate Zen's body, he could feel the sheets drenched beneath his body.
He waited patiently for Zen to thrust his monster length deep inside his.
As Zen slowly lowered himself towards Lithe's body, the intensity of his entrance felt as if would leave behind red handprints that would take days to fade from the pressure applied.
Why the long pause?
Lithe asked, "Zen are you done already? Surely you can go further."
Feeling provoked, the tip of his manhood seemed to match Zen's ferocity as thrust deeply into Lithe's heated hole.
Lithe's entire body quivered like gelatin as spasms racked his body from head to toe.