Happy Patriot Day to my phone freak friends. This is a day of remembrance and pain. Explosions and memories of bad things that happened. A memorial for those who lost lives. And life moving on.
But, today, it should only be good explosions and sensations. Like those found when I take your cock in my hot, little mouth and swirl my tongue around the head. The way I jiggle your balls tea-bag style. The feel of my throat when I try to swallow your swollen shaft all the way down. Your hands in my hair, trying to push deeper, knowing that I am craving your sperm. Mmm, the way you try to hold back. But then I decide to turn the tables and not allow you to nut. I sit and rub my clit instead while the pressure builds deep in your balls. You start to beg and I laugh, keeping you hostage.
You reach out to touch my tits. Young and perky twin towers. I pull away and laugh at you. Are you feeling it, lover? I see you getting pissed, wanting to ram your 747 right through me in a flaming eruption. Nope. Not yet. I didn’t say you could cum yet.
Stroke your cock for me. Now stop. And again. I want to bring you to the edge of destruction and need before I give you the magic words. “Let’s roll, baby. Give me some cum. ” Your cum rushes out like a missile, nearly blasting my head apart with the force. You pump furiously, giving me every single drop of sweet jet fuel. I swallow and smile.
Happy Patriot Day. You love it when I make your world explode.
Kisses and Licks,
Your cock terrorist,
Autumn
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