Saturday, April 13, 2013

Another Conversation

I don't want you to watch me come.
When I come, I want you to feel it
In your spine. In
the back of your skull.

I want you to feel my cum searing into your insides.

when I pull out of you,
you can see it
mixed with your cuntwine
slickening my cock shaft.

Then you can taste it . . . us, blended.

Think of it this way: My cum, not
running down your hand, but
through your veins.

[words by him, conversion to blog post by me. Used with permission.]

1 comment:

  1. gawd...that almost kills me with da horny.

    (and me on NO O day...)


    you torture me...good job!