As David's lips brushed against the Goddess of Intimacy's hand, a surge of determination coursed through him.
David had firmly resolved, "I'll do whatever it takes to win this." Thoughts raced through his mind, formulating a meticulous plan.
"I'll set the mood first and then, when there's around 10-20 minutes left, I'll start fucking her, which will save me enough stamina," he strategized.
His mind was set on winning this divine encounter, and he knew he had to proceed carefully. Thoughts raced through his head as he strategized his approach, calculating the perfect timing to reach the pinnacle of pleasure.
With the sand in the hourglass gradually slipping away, David focused on setting the mood.
Slowly, he trailed his lips from her hand, exploring the soft curves of her arm until they reached the delicate expanse of her shoulder. Each gentle kiss intensified his desire, as he savored the intoxicating scent that enveloped him.
