I have acquired an odd fetish for male cum, preferably a thick creamy seminal discharge of massive proportions. Now, there’s this freak I like to play with named Melvin. When that man skeets off a load, he busts off a jet of cum that rivals Old Faithful! The sort of mega-ejaculation that I’m sure might one day blow the bottom out of me, a regular 30 megaton C-bomb. I can't imagine where it all comes from!
It must be good for Melvin as once he’s busted his nut, he’s usually asleep before he can even roll off me. And me? I’m left with his glorious mess, usually running down my thigh like a river of mayonnaise.
About Me
- Susan Rhys-Jones
- Midwest, United States
- I'm a twisted bitch! Not to dredge up the past, but I was born and raised in the plain white bread suburbs of the Midwest. Eventually I ran away from that green-lawn-hell and crossed over to the gritty underbelly of city life. I love cities, especially the parts of the cities you don’t find in tourist pamphlets. The city is a man’s world, and I like to be the bottom of a man’s world.
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