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Yes, I got laid yesterday. Courtesy of Bob and his dick. Bob..
🕑 Added 2022-01-14 12:37:54 +0000 UTC Yes, I got laid yesterday. Courtesy of Bob and his dick. Bob beat my box up good and left it all ball goo snotty. That doesn't sound good. Let me rephrase it. He left it full of his cum. Thank goodness. My box was dying for a proper sperm greasing. Bob is testing his limits. He has no idea how obedient I will be for his dick. He had me suck his cock while he played video games. That went on for half an hour until I guess he got bored with it. I didn't. I could have kept going because it was sexy as fuck. Picture me on my knees, sucking a 24 yr olds dick because he told me to. Fuck, I'm horny just thinking about it. I like being owned by a cock. I really like being owned by a cock that belongs to a 24 yr old. Do you know what turns me the fuck on? I'll tell you. Bob has no money, he's working on a career, but it isn't there yet, really nothing to give me except cock. My boyfriend makes a shit ton of money, has everyone do whatever he wants, he will buy me anything if I tell him to, and I would dump him in a second if Bob told me to. His cock trumps everything my boyfriend has. His dick is vastly more important than my boyfriend is or anything he could give me. That is true love, my friends. Not with Bob. He's an asshole. But his dick, it's true love. You would have to hold it in your hand to understand. I'm just saying. Anyway, let us get back to it. After Bob had enough of getting his dick sucked while gaming, he wanted to do the 69 position. The good old 69. It has lost its luster over the years, and you hardly ever see it porn, but it is still one of my faves. He sucked at it, though. He licked me a few times and then spent the rest of the time telling me how to stroke the head of his dick. Still, I got to play with his cock, and it feels so perfect in my hands I don't really like to let it go. He changed it up today. He had me lay on my stomach while he finger fucked my ass and kissed my neck. I came so fast it was stupid. And then I came again a second time. Between him taking charge and fingering my ass and the feel of him kissing my neck, I was pouring chick goo out of my pussy. He pulled his finger out, hopped on top, told me to squeeze my legs together, and slipped his amazing cock in my pussy. Again, he started kissing my neck, and again, I started cumming. Two more times. I came a total of four times in under 15 minutes. A world record for me. I trashed his bed, though. My pussy gooed the life out his bed. It just kept pouring out. I'm not talking about that nasty drink two gallons of water, so it's clear when they whiz like a rocket everywhere that you see so often in porn. I'm talking about that thick creamy goo that oozes out of me. You know you're doing things right when it's dripping off of your balls. I'm just saying. He didn't mind. He probably won't even wash his sheets, and I don't care. As long as he keeps fucking me with his dick, he can do whatever he wants. I'll wash them for him if he tells me to. I really will. Anyway, he kept fucking me and telling me he was edging himself. When he got ready to cum, he stayed absolutely still for a minute or so. Then he would do it again, and again, and again. It was awesome! He sounded a bit stupid when he came, but it must have been a good one because he really weirded out with this one. On top of that, he flooded my box good with his jizz. Not a Connor flooding, but then again, not many people can let loose a load of cum like Connor can. But still, a solid sperm greasing was performed by Bob. So much so that I borrowed a trash bag to put on the seat of my new Jeep so I didn't stain the upholstery. Anyway, after Bob got his nut, he pretty much booted me out, which is the one thing I really like about Bob. No point in hanging around making small talk. I went home, trash bag and all. Went straight to my bed, masturbated, thinking about Connor doing the same thing to me, and here we are now. That was my day yesterday. How was yours? Real quick. I'm listening to a TV show talking about how traumatizing having a period is. Apparently, she has PTSD from being on the rag. She says she can't be at her best when she's at her worst. For fucks sake, what does she want? Will someone please invent a vibrating Tampon for this nutjob. That way, she actually can be at her best when she's at her worst. Wait... I was fucking around, but the more I think about it... that's a brilliant idea!
