He lays there, beautiful, his hairy chest is tantalising, he smiling knowingly at you, he knows that you are his, his for the taking, his for the loving.
The bulge of muscle pressing against the fabric of his pants is the signal that his love for you his real, it is there, ready to escape out and join you.
Just think of your face rubbing against the fabric of his tight underwear, the gorgeous smell of a freshly showered body, the heavy balls, full of juice, yours for ever... the cock slowly but surely hardening for you.
I offer you this gem of a man, I do not know his name, but I know that I love him, and I think he loves me too....
Thank you.
It is all about you, and you alone.
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