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.]