Ironic how some things can in life go full circle. In puberty I resisted the invasion by my cock for about fifteen seconds and swiftly came adore and cherish my sperm sprayer. I had to learn how to curtail my passions, mask the beasty that wanted the driving seat. Got it clamped down, applied smarts to getting that relentless fucker fed. Lived where th the American Status quo of low level misery from an old nsatisfied cock for years.
Shortly before the divorce became final and many months of celibacy approached an end, I decided a happy Cock ought to be my first rioritu, dam it. So if n a wayim like those early days where cock is trying. to drive still gotta curb that sim0le minded genius, but feeding the beast has become the mission.
Honestly I’ve been a very, very bad boy
Shortly before the divorce became final and many months of celibacy approached an end, I decided a happy Cock ought to be my first rioritu, dam it. So if n a wayim like those early days where cock is trying. to drive still gotta curb that sim0le minded genius, but feeding the beast has become the mission.
Honestly I’ve been a very, very bad boy