I love it, worship it, caress it and give it a warm shelter in my mouth. I don’t necessarily like the guys that have these wonderful organs attached to them. But the dicks are not to blame. They are so amazing and impressive. Sometimes soft, sometimes small and other times strong, energetic and even violent. I like the feeling, almost a maternal instinct, to grow them, to feel them transform in my mouth, turning from babies to giants that fill my entire mouth, abuse my face, block my trachea and make my eyes water.
I believe a woman’s role is to tame these mighty beasts. Because in the end, cock is my master. It’s the one thing that brings me joy and satisfies me.
I feel bliss when I wrap my lips around it, feeling it invade my mouth, making its way down my throat.
Alas my relationship with cock is very complicated but at the same time very rewarding. I get wet only thinking about all the future dicks that I have yet to taste