Selfsucker

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Secret faggot enjoys sucking his own cock.
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Godwulf
Godwulf
36 Followers

The floor is cold beneath my back,
soft towel under my head.
My hard cock stands up anxiously,
awaiting my special attentions.
Flip my legs up, over my head,
bringing myself to me.

Staring down the swollen head,
just inches from my eyes,
I love the way it looks right now,
so ready to be tasted.
Carefully balanced, I use my hand,
and move it to my mouth.

My cockhead is against my lips,
but only for a moment.
I let them part, and take it in,
I feel it on my tongue.
I thrust my hips a little more,
the shaft slides in behind.

Sensation washes over me,
“My cock is in my mouth!”,
I feel it’s warmth, it feels my warmth,
there’s wetness, softness, hardness.
Even after all these times,
I always feel amazed.

Adjust my balance, start to thrust,
slowly, ancient rhythm.
Pump my hard cock in and out,
of my warm, wet, pussy-mouth.
Sucking and thrusting desperately,
I ache to swallow cum.

I fuck my face with lust and love,
‘til I feel the precum flow.
Salty, but the thoughts are sweet,
it leaves me wanting more.
A first taste of what I await,
it runs toward my throat.

And now the time is drawing close,
my cock begins to swell.
Pumping harder, faster now,
I’m getting near the edge,
and then I’m there, my balls contract,
my cock begins to pulse.

There is no perfect word for this,
sensation that I feel.
I shoot the first shot into me,
my wet mouth fills with wetness.
Second shot behind the first,
inverted hips pump faster.

Cumming, pumping, cumming,
as I empty out my balls.
Slowing now, the feeling fades,
I work my throat to swallow.
Legs flipped back, as I sit up,
my cum runs down inside me.

Slowly getting to my feet,
erection starts to fade.
I feel dirty, satisfied,
at least I am for now.
Cock still wet, the air feels cool,
I go inside to dress.

I love the way my penis feels,
thrusting in my mouth.
And every time I drain my balls,
into my fuckhole throat,
I know my mouth’s the best pussy
my cock will ever know.

Godwulf
Godwulf
36 Followers
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Satyr61Satyr6112 days ago

Oh my!!! That's so HOT & kinky. I love it...!!

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