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black and white, being fully F***ed in their pussies
and assholes by very beefy guys with big dicks!
I also saw several s*x positions I never knew about
and even the one I enjoyed with Madam Ann the
previous day. It was called ’69’! The pictures were
all HD, with their quality so crystal clear that one
could even see the number of sweat-pores on the
characters’ faces. By the time I would search more
about ejaculation, I had already known it was called
Pour and that it was usually thick, creamy and
sticky! And that some women love eating it like
some yoghurt when their men ejaculated! It was
unfortunate that I had to stay 24 years to know
how male Pour (which I knew I now had in
abundance) apparently looked like! In fact when I
saw how faces of several women were decorated
with splashes of the thick fluid, I desperately began
wishing I could Pour!
In fact when I saw how faces of several women
were decorated with splashes of the thick fluid, I
desperately began wishing I could Pour!
Of course my Joystick was a lot stiffer and longer
than the Eiffel Tower of Paris at that moment and I
was having to severally give it a squeeze now and
again in other to respond to the consuming
pleasure! I wasn’t sure about what I could do to it
but it always felt good each time I gave it the
squeeze! The many lewd images that still kept
prompting up didn’t help my situation either; so
much so that when I eventually, albeit accidentally,
transcended into websites showing pictures of
mature middle-age women fucking young well hung
studs, I had to completely sit-up on my bed with my
Joystick gloriously sticking out of my boxers in its
glory!
…I eventually, albeit accidentally, transcended into
websites showing pictures of mature middle-age
women fucking young well hung studs…
For a fact, if not for my battery which soon went
flat, I would have stayed up the entire night
watching young boys like myself fucking middle-
aged women! By the time I would finally return my
head on the pillow to sleep, I had already begun
regretting why I didn’t remain in Madam Ann’s
house! I simultaneously thought I was definitely
going to go back there! Even the new damp patch
(caused by my pre-Pour) on my boxers, also
reminded me of the lady’s ever-soaked Kittycat,
which I wasn’t going to see again, if I didn’t go
contrary to my earlier vow!
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Bathing the following morning, took longer than
usual! My time in the bathroom was roundly shared
between actually bathing and a bitter battle against
self! The night had passed now and the morning
was before me. I might have longed to be F***ed
(or to F**K) the previous night, but the following
morning was already presenting a new longing – a
longing to remain with the church and to remain a
virgin! As I struggled to pour water on my body, I
thought about the likely negative impact digressing
from the ‘right-path’ would have on me. It just
seemed to me that I would become one of those
bad street boys who have no future or ambition. It
just seemed to me that I was likely going to begin
favouring the company of prostitutes more than
anything else. Even though I couldn’t accuse any
of my colleagues or friends who ain’t virgins
anymore, of being ‘bad street boys’ or favouring
prostitutes, I still couldn’t accept my case would be
like theirs. I was scared; on the inside at least. But
then, as soon as thoughts of the previous day
spontaneously crossed my mind again, my Joystick
began to grow! The slippery soapy bathwater that
had abundantly soaked it, made the sensation even
more thrilling each time I rubbed my palm along the
length!
The slippery soapy bathwater that had abundantly
soaked it, made the sensation even more thrilling…

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