The guy exudes testosterone, bro. It smells like desire. Seductive; the timbre of his voice alone makes you weak in the knees. It's brown! He knows he's hot and lots of it. He has a cafajeste look, however, he is very polite. You get the feeling you're one of those kids who's going to fuck with your psyche. AND GO! The way he touches you, disarms you in a fraction of a second and you melt like butter in his big hands. Domineering male indeed! Motherfucker! Fuck like a horse; look deep into your eyes. He made me bite the cool pillowcase, while I asked him to hit me in the face. You feel his dick throb in your ass. The club is big, big-headed, thick, veiny and straight; intimidating, but he is so convinced and sure of what he does that he does it in a way that you ask for the love of anything for him not to stop; next thing you know, you're begging for a roll and the guy is coming in with balls and everything. What ass-kicker is this? Slk! FIRST READER. Intense, insane and shameless. In the end, give it all away