Creampies. Nothing quite says “I got you, babe” like sending your next 18 years of commitment inside a woman’s treasure trove.
Not sure what it is I love about cumming right inside a woman, holding it here, letting it drop out of her, but maybe it’s the knowledge that there is a slight chance 10 years from now that I’ll be slicing turkey at Thanksgiving for her.
Totally shouldn’t like this idea, but since when did reason ever come into the thought process.
I’ve never been a man to shy away from a commitment. I invite it. Whether at work, in love, in a family, or anywhere in life, you can bet your fucking ass you can count on me.
It’s how I separate myself from the big giant vaginas who call themselves men out there running amok in our world, who never have the balls to step up and would rather hang with their bros. Fuck them. Fuck “their bros” too.
Nah, unloading my cum right inside your little pink pussy and I want to see it fall out of you in slow motion. Want to see me lose my mind? Spoon it out with your fingers and swallow everything you can.
Mmm. Such a good girl.
Take all I have to offer with a wink and a smile. I’ll completely lose it.