As I stare at this image, I experience a moment of reflection. At one point in my life I yearned for the ideal of monogamy, but as I aged, as I experienced more men. I quickly realized I love the spice of variety, I see a picture like this and salivate at the idea of allowing these men to deposit their sacred seed in me. I feel fed and satiated from their release and their pleasure. I’ve become a servant of cock, a voracious consumer of seed, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
As I stare at this image, I experience a moment of reflection. At one point in my life I yearned for the ideal of monogamy, but as I aged, as I experienced more men. I quickly realized I love the spice of variety, I see a picture like this and salivate at the idea of allowing these men to deposit their sacred seed in me. I feel fed and satiated from their release and their pleasure. I’ve become a servant of cock, a voracious consumer of seed, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.