Gloryhole Swallows – Jun. 11, 2020 (Remastered) Pic(s)
The humid air hung heavy with anticipation. He knelt, his head bowed low, his eyes fixed on the dark, gaping maw of the glory hole. A low groan escaped his lips as he felt the first tentative lick against his throbbing cock. The darkness concealed the identity of his lover, adding a thrilling layer of anonymity to the encounter. The rhythmic sucking was intense, each stroke sending shivers down his spine. He arched his back, surrendering to the pleasure, his breath hitching in his throat. The pressure increased, the warm mouth engulfing him completely. He moaned, a primal sound of pure ecstasy, as he felt himself nearing his release. The rhythmic pulsing intensified, building to a crescendo of overwhelming pleasure. Then, with a final, shuddering gasp, he came, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. He collapsed against the wall, spent but satisfied, the lingering taste of his lover’s mouth a sweet reminder of the encounter. The darkness remained, a silent testament to the anonymous passion shared.
