masochisticbeauty:

“Whoa” she whispers, walking into the room to see him sprawled there.
Naked, stroking.  Hips thrusting upwardly as he found his own pleasure.
He was a beautiful sight to behold. One that simply stole your breath away.
To watch as his body moved with ease.  The muscles playing beneath
skin. The sound of his groans as he found the pace that brought him most pleasure.
All she could do was watch in fascination. Her own body warmed as desire ran
through her like a wild fire.  She made no moment, remaining still to watch.

Fingers curled around his shaft as he moved his hand up and down the full length. He was oblivious to her standing there.  Lost in the dream of dreams. This was self purity. He rode the beast into molten frenzy of vigorous release.  Liquid heat splattering over his skin. Erotic tales played in his eyes as they opened to find her there.  His heart taken alive as he held out his hand to her. 

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