"Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulc

Fellas with skin, fellas with foreskin... Meatballs of living flesh with a man's flavor, weren't bisexual or anything like that, they were big guys eager to screw. They'd give you the cock eagerly if 'you did it well and were discreet'.Types who took off their underwear if the thing was worth it. So I saw myself obligated to convert them to the new religion; where the promiscuous baptized them in saliva and cum, swallowing every last drop of semen.





Erections with foreskin, meaty glans and wet, thick and head-like that offered to savor their semen after milking that strap with passion.


I remember how I used to savor with adoration those beautiful and cut trunks, making them feel an extreme pleasure close to convulsion; feeling the pulsing of their adult sex organs spewing hot cum inside my mouth, while swallowing that hot cum.









They licked the sex, unwrapped the head of the cock with delight, made them know the intense and deep pleasure that caused having those nipples to enjoy.





I twisted myself wrapped around those beautiful and rugged lips with flavor and scent of man; I adored being submissive to those older adults who took me 'without wanting wanting'. I, with a devilish malice, clung to those beautiful lips with passion and ferocious intensity that convinced them to try my blow job art again and again