I often lay in bed in the waking hours with my hand on my cock and my mind wandering to erotic thoughts. I think of all the guys who may be stroking their morning wood... big, hard throbbing cocks. I imagine them being pleasured to erupt their seed.... ropes and rivers of squirting, oozing thick, white cum.
I find myself wishing I could feel and taste it in my own mouth, smelling its aroma, and feel the warm goo on my tounge. I crave a mouthfull of that special protien for breakfast... like these women:
It's sad there is so much wasted cum in the world when so many are craving it!
I find myself wishing I could feel and taste it in my own mouth, smelling its aroma, and feel the warm goo on my tounge. I crave a mouthfull of that special protien for breakfast... like these women:
It's sad there is so much wasted cum in the world when so many are craving it!