Insatiable Hunger: Fist Fucking in the Night

The night is alive with the sounds of their pleasure, the wet, slapping noise of flesh against flesh echoing through the empty streets. The man on his knees, his face a mask of ecstasy and exertion, pushes his fist deeper, his knuckles brushing against the soft, sensitive walls of his lover's stomach. His lover, his back arched, his head thrown back, moans loudly, his voice a primal, guttural growl that seems to shake the very foundations of the city. They continue like this, their bodies locked together, their rhythm syncopated, until they both reach their climax, their bodies shuddering and convulsing with the force of their release.

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