7 Minutes In Heaven

Wesley Woods, trapped in a marriage starved of passion, draws Steven Lee's name from the bowl in a half-hearted game of '7 Minutes in Heaven.' They slip into the bedroom, the air thick with unspoken hunger. Steven senses Wesley's coiled tension and coaxes it free, unleashing a flood of pent-up desire. Clothes hit the floor in a rush. Cocks stiffen, straining toward release. Wesley craves the taste of dick like a man long denied, swallowing Steven's extra-thick shaft until it pulses deep in his throat. Steven hungers too—a greedy pull at Wesley's hardness. They twist into a 69, Wesley devouring cock with fervent pulls while Steven's tongue probes and parts Wesley's tight hole. The tease shatters Wesley's restraint. He climbs aboard Steven's massive raw length, sinking down to the hilt in one bold ride, bareback and unyielding. Steven seizes the reins, flipping Wesley over the edge of the bed. He thrusts back in, building a relentless rhythm that hammers Wesley into ecstasy—the pounding of his life, raw and consuming. Craving more depth, Wesley rolls onto his back, legs splayed wide. Steven drives home, nailing his prostate with precision. The assault doesn't falter; each stroke ignites the spark until Wesley erupts, spilling his load mid-fuck in shuddering waves. The sight undoes Steven. He withdraws and unleashes, painting Wesley's sweat-slicked body with thick ropes of cum. After seven minutes that rewrite his world, will Wesley question the chains of his monogamous vows?