Apollo’s chariot Stories

Drowsily you stirred and turning your head Our lips met and fused in a prolonged kiss, Tongues dancing to the primal melody Of mounting passion and mutual lust. Reaching down between our languid bodies Your hand oozed through the aromatic film That anointed our flesh, ripe with the scent Of our nocturnal gratification, Seeking my tumescent cock where it lay Pleasantly cushioned in the hot fissure Of your deliciously kissa...