I've decided this is a place to write my journey away from the BPC (that's BIG Panamanian Cock) I've been entirely enthralled with for a couple years now.
Dave Chappell was right, once he made me go oooooooooooooooooooooo, game over baby.
I can't write about things like this in my regular blogs, but here, perhaps I can find a forum to work it out.
Subject: 34-yo hot ass B-boy Panamanian papi hustler with a superthick torpedo dick who is the FUCK GOD from hell.
Leave it to a sex addict to find the ultimate Sex Drug.
When he'd fuck me so hard, all I could do was grab him desperately around the neck, the arms, the back, hands flailing, grasping. "Z, OH GOD Z, OH MY GOD ZZZZZZZZZZ," legs wrapped tight around his waist, just screaming and cumming and screaming and cumming. He knew what he was doing, "can't breathe, Z, Z I can't breathe, so dizzy, can't.
And the lips, sweet small forehead kisses while I was losing my mind, saying, "yes, I know what I"m doing to you baby, I know."
Plowing that torpedo till the small head penetrated the cave, creating the most intense swollen, yielding, wet, like he was fucking my soul.
His dick was made for my punani.
The first time we fucked I made his dick cum 7 times. He wouldn't let me sleep, he woke me up every 20 mins or so and started fucking me again. OMG it was soooooooo amazingly HOT.
I'm not done with this by a long shot.
I've had many mindblowing fucks in my life, but this sexy movimento takes the ultimate prize.
How many out there wait months to get something because it's just that good? And not because they have to but because they want to. Just curious.
I'm a huge fan of edging, tease and denial, and delayed gratification for ultimate satisfaction.
Ahh, that felt good to get out.
Now I can sleep.
Nothing like a good mental release.
The true test of a good dick is if it can fuck your brain.
Dave Chappell was right, once he made me go oooooooooooooooooooooo, game over baby.
I can't write about things like this in my regular blogs, but here, perhaps I can find a forum to work it out.
Subject: 34-yo hot ass B-boy Panamanian papi hustler with a superthick torpedo dick who is the FUCK GOD from hell.
Leave it to a sex addict to find the ultimate Sex Drug.
When he'd fuck me so hard, all I could do was grab him desperately around the neck, the arms, the back, hands flailing, grasping. "Z, OH GOD Z, OH MY GOD ZZZZZZZZZZ," legs wrapped tight around his waist, just screaming and cumming and screaming and cumming. He knew what he was doing, "can't breathe, Z, Z I can't breathe, so dizzy, can't.
And the lips, sweet small forehead kisses while I was losing my mind, saying, "yes, I know what I"m doing to you baby, I know."
Plowing that torpedo till the small head penetrated the cave, creating the most intense swollen, yielding, wet, like he was fucking my soul.
His dick was made for my punani.
The first time we fucked I made his dick cum 7 times. He wouldn't let me sleep, he woke me up every 20 mins or so and started fucking me again. OMG it was soooooooo amazingly HOT.
I'm not done with this by a long shot.
I've had many mindblowing fucks in my life, but this sexy movimento takes the ultimate prize.
How many out there wait months to get something because it's just that good? And not because they have to but because they want to. Just curious.
I'm a huge fan of edging, tease and denial, and delayed gratification for ultimate satisfaction.
Ahh, that felt good to get out.
Now I can sleep.
Nothing like a good mental release.
The true test of a good dick is if it can fuck your brain.