1. The Holiday Pt1


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Hardcore, Author: wesley_emerson_1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The searing heat was too much for Jon to take. He was on holiday in this tropical climate and he couldn't stop the sweating, or the constant threat of sunburn. Anne, his wife, was something of a sun worshipper. She revelled in the heat of the suns rays; loved the smell of the lotion, the feel of the heat, the lapping of the water. Jon did not understand this. He retreated to the bar. Sitting down with his book, and an ice cold brew, he finally relaxed. The hum of the air conditioner settled his muscles, the artificial cold air making his beer taste all the more crisp, allowing him to become engrossed in his literature. Jon had been married to Anne for 3 years. They were happy, and continued without c***dren so that they had plenty of disposable income to enjoy the finer things in life. Like this paradise holiday halfway across the world. Jon loved his wife as much, if not more than he did on his wedding day. They made a good looking couple: he was 6 feet tall with dark hair and a round nose. His mouth was the perfect size for his face and his ears sat beautifully. His eyes were green and piercing. These were what Anne had fallen in love with. Jon wore his dark hair limp. It was too hot to even think about styling it. His body was not immediately toned, but he was not out of shape. He had pecs and strong biceps, and a strong torso, all covered in a light covering of fur. He had tattoos down both arms: relics of a mis-spent youth. He loved his tatts, and so did Anne, but he ...
    was a little ashamed of his huge tribal effort that covered his entire left arm. u*********sly Jon ran his hand down the entire length of his tattoo. He thought about his wife out there in the heat and imagined her sweat running down her chest, between her breasts and collecting in her stomach. Even after three years of marriage, Anne still had the ability to turn him on just by invading his thoughts. He felt his arousal and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Again, Jon's thoughts returned to his wife. She was beautiful. He loved her deeply and she was his intellectual superior. Having studied for the majority of her life, he'd met her at a local bar and was immediately attracted to her. She was slim and blonde with stunning big blue eyes. Her breasts were large, yet still in proportion and her stomach was flat. He couldn't take his eyes off her and still couldn't all these years later. He loved planting kisses on her soft lips and running his fingers through the long blonde hair. In his mind's eye he cupped her breasts through her dark blue bikini and kissed her mouth deeply. That shuffle again which roused him and told him to cease thinking about her. He would do everything to her tonight, but now was time for beer and book. He returned to his novel and let his wife be in her sun worshipping delight. After a while of being absorbed in his book, a simple tale, a standard holiday tome, Jon became aware of a pair of eyes on him from the bar. He looked up and saw a tanned figure ...
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