The Male Penis Revisited.

I am very horny. I want you, yes, you, to take that cock you have there and out it in me. No, not in my mouth. Well, I mean, of course it’ll go in my mouth just not right now. Lower. There’s a lower hole. EEK! Not THAT hole either! That hole has never taken a cock! Well, not on the first date and you better tell me you love me first. No, put that cock right HERE.

No, really, I’m not joking. I know, a cunt can look weird if you’ve never seen one before. Trust me, cock looked really weird the very first time I sucked one. But after you’ve had- well, I can’t count numbers. I estimate each cock I’ve had in me has been 8″ to 9″ inches, and over the years I figure I’ve had about three hundred miles of cock in me. Not counting the repeat cocks. Anyway. What was I saying? Oh yeah!

Now just put the head right… Oooh, you’ve got it. Slides right in, doesn’t it? Yeah, feels incredible to me too! There are no words- you have to hope the woman you’re talking to has been fucked before, so she’ll understand when you say, “It’s like- 6″ of cock in you on  a cold morning and you don’t want to get up.”

Now, make sure you’re riding me up high- we need to be able to rock when you thrust, keep the base of your wonderful, wonderful cock grinding against my clitoris. If you lean up, no, stay in, just lean up, there you see? That’s my clit. It’s like a female cock, though we tend to say your penis is like a male clitoris.  Just make sure there’s a lot of clitoral contact while you fuck me with that rocking motion.

Oh jesus, oh fuck, just- just fuck me, fuck me harder. Harder- I want to feel your cock in my throat! God, oh god- yes, just- oh fuck, fuck me- fuck- FUCK- oh fuck me jesus, fuck me jesus, just fuck me Fuck Me oh JESUS FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK FUUUUUUUUUck-

…meeeeee oh god yes, oh god yes thank you oh thank you no don’t pull out leave it in me just lay on me for a while I like the feel of your skin and you smell really nice no, you do really yes even when covered in sex sweat you silly goose mmm kiss me please that’s nice mmmmm no just leave it in it’s okay if it’s soft it’ll stay for a while, just hold me and breathe…

The Human Penis

is ridiculously large for it’s purpose. The average human vagina can comfortably and easily hold an average size (5 1/2 inch) penis completely within it. Doesn’t have to be (biologically) any larger than that- and yet, by definition of average, that means 1/2 of all the penises out here are that large or larger. So when some guy, just some average guy, drops his pants and up springs a three inch wide, 9 inch long cock- that’s way more than needed, or can even fit inside someone comfortably. Yes, some women can insert an entire football vaginally- but even a gaping, hungry cunt couldn’t take that much cock without pain. You couldn’t even fit a cock like that down someone’s throat- it’s just too big. How frustrating for both- the guy can’t set his cock sucked, and I can’t get it down my throat OR stuff it into my cunt.

I’d want it orally first. And to make sure I did it, I wouldn’t take it vaginally UNTIL he came down my throat during deep throat oral. THEN I’d let him fuck me vaginally- when I was sure that the span of time, from him entering a room with flaccid penis to his finishing coming down my throat from deep throat (me on my back, head dangling off the bed, his cock in my mouth, down my throat, fucking it like he’d fuck a cunt) took no more than 20 seconds- counting the time it took me to stand up from the couch, grab his cock and lead him to the bed and lay down with my mouth open. Now, that means he’d have to fuck my mouth and throat HARD to come in that time frame (slamming that cock down my throat as hard and fast as he could until he pumped his pint and a half of cum into my stomach). But until he could do it I would force him to practice as often as possible (a minimum of four times daily), seven days a week. When, finally, the time breaks down like this 1st two seconds) He enters with flaccid penis, I stand and take his penis in my hand and start walking for the bedroom. 3rd through 6th seconds) We walk into bedroom and I crawl onto bed, lay on my back with head over edge, mouth open. He pushes his cock into my mouth and down my throat as I suck and swallow it down until all 9 inches are in my throat, tight. 7th through 17th seconds) Hard, fast, wet, sloppy, noisy face fucking- MY face, balls slapping my eyes, belly smacking my chin, and all 9″ sliding through my throat as he fucks it like a tight cunt. 18th +19 seconds) Pumping a pint and a half of semen from his balls to my stomach. 20th second) His panting as he stands, 9″ of his cock starting to go soft in my throat but my hands are above my head, around his waist, holding him there.

I don’t know why but I keep doing sentences and paragraphs like the above where the only reason I am doing it is because I’m getting all squirmy and antsy… only way to keep my hands off myself is to keep writing, but I keep writing in a way that gets me wetter and wetter…  😉 When I am all done with a post, if my sex-mouth is still hungry then I will go and feed the kitty, play with it, make it dance 😉  But not before! That’s why my posts and usually my stories suddenly go all MEGA hyper-sexual instead of just being hyper-sexual. Torturing myself with words. Usually works- sometimes I can make my kitty ROAR while I play with her 😀

Ah well. Anyway, what prompted me on this subject was just innocently looking something up on wikipedia when allasudden these hardcore sex pic tabs started opening on my browser just because I was clicking on sex links. Well, while I was closing them I couldn’t help looking at them…  😉  And I swear BOY HOWDY some of those men they find for the pics are- huge. Remember, average penis size is about 5 1/2″ when hard. A nice size, easy on the throat and it’s how you use it downstairs that counts. Though there are times it IS nice to just get fucked hard by by a guy with a cock wide as a fire hydrant. ANYway. Average, 5 1/2″. These men seem to all be a minimum of 8″ although, thank goodness, no footlongs 🙂 In fantasy I can both easily deep throat AND take vaginally 13″ and more but in real life… If you have 8″, it ain’t ALL going in unless you try very slowly first to check for size incompatibilities 🙂 Mama Snake no want a battering ram on the gates of her cervix.

Anne

I HATE It When WordPress Does That To Me!

I’ll try to log in but the password, for whatever reason, suddenly doesn’t work. So I’ll send for the reset link. I change my password, the system likes the change and saves it…  Then I can’t log IN using the new (or any) password for a few WEEKS.

Not my fault! But I still feel bad because I want to talk to my friends (that’s you!) and none of you know WHY my blackout continues…

Well though, I will tell you this (and it’s personal, so don’t tell anyone else, ok?): I have been having quite a few orgasms lately 😉 Watching myself, in the theatre of my mind, as I am wrapped, slowly swallowed whole and alive, and am just an Anne shaped lump inside the satisfied, no longer hungry snake. Oooh! Tingle (actually, I can feel myself getting turned on- haven’t felt like this in- 6, 7 months? Since Rudy came home on hospice and instead of lasting 3 to 6 months only lasted a week and change. God still owes me an accounting)!

Yes, a cock in me would be wonderful, thank you for asking! 🙂 But then, I feel like that ALL the time 😉 Right now, were I riding a guy cowgirl with a 2nd guy standing in front of me and bucking his hips as he uses my mouth and throat as his own personal pussy, the way I feel I’d probably just smile happily around the cock down my throat as a 3rd fellow pierced my anus with his thick 9″ cock. And I wouldn’t let ANY of them stop until they each came at LEAST twice in me 🙂

Dunno how long this feeling will last, but right now my entire body sorta feels like an engorged clit.

Stories soon- sooner if I keep feeling this way, not so sooner if I have to go back to looking curiously at my cunt and wondering what I used to use THAT for.

P.S. ZATHRAS!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? NO WORD FOR MONTHS EVEN AFTER I HAVE WRITTEN YOU! ARE YOU DEAD? YOU FORCED ME TO WRITE IN ALL CAPS- NOW I’M PISSED and I’M SCARED.

Ruminations Prompted By My Vulva

Well, thinking about time and pubic hair and stuff 🙂 Back when I was a wildcat, my hair was a more natural red. Never a coppertop 🙂 but if you looked at me you knew my hair was red and yes, the carpet matched the drapes 🙂 Even more so. Betwixt my thighs my curlies were very red. And when younger I had a veritable jungle of pubic hair. And there was a hungry cat lurking in that forest 😉

Well, sadly actually. I think it was because of my sexual abuse as a child that led me to my sexual acting out as a teen and young adult. Because I was a slut in my senior year of high school and all through college. I hate the term “slut” as it is used today because there should be no such thing as ‘slut shaming’. A woman who enjoys sex should never be made to be ashamed of it. Anyway tho, there is nothing in my mind that I can use as a better term.

(I had two paragraphs about how I “lost my virginity” through sexual abuse when I was five but it’s way too personal and it still hurts, I started crying so they are gone. I’ll maybe talk about that another day, if I can)

So, anyway, because of various things and reasons, I ‘craved cock’. Couldn’t get enough in me. Before I really started drinking and dropped out of college, I must have sucked at least a mile of cock. Teaspoon by teaspoon, I must have swallowed a good quart of that special male sauce. (I still love that stuff 🙂 It’s still amazing to me that the best stuff on earth is made right between your guy’s’s legs. It tastes great and it’s fun to get it out of those balls 🙂 ) I can’t even remember how many guys I had between my legs during that time, but it was a lot.

Between the last paragraph and the next paragraph I traded off sex into deeper alcoholism. In just a few years, the traffic between my legs went from a highway to a side road to nothing at all.

Well, well, well. It must have been in 1990 or so, just about the time I discovered what was becoming the internet, that I started shaving the beast between my legs. Not all the way, though, mind you. I kept what I called a mohawk 🙂 It was like the “landing strip”, except I didn’t trim the length. About two inches wide, about an inch above my clit (well, the base of the clitoral hood), probably three inches measured from top to bottom. I was going pretty steady with this one guy, worked in construction. Bob. Not Robert, Bob. Tough guy. Drank, not as much as I did. He had short blonde hair and the dreamiest eyes. He had this big, thick cock too. Knew how to use it but loved it down my throat the best.

I’m still conflicted about him. I was going to marry him. Thought I loved him. And while he didn’t like my drinking more than he did, I think he must have loved me too. But that didn’t stop him from beating me up one night when I pissed him off.

I keep drifting and getting too serious and I’ve written too much to just erase it an start over, so I’ll try and drag it back to my cunt. Where it belongs. Inside my cunt in a rhythmic thrusting motion 😉

After I moved back in with my parents, I stopped shaving between my legs because it was a lot of work and who did I have to try and impress?

Which leads to today. My hair has lost it’s red so that you can only see the highlights when the sun is right. And I am straight brunette atwixt my thighs. The jungle has sadly also thinned to a light forest because of age. Nothing awful, mind you- I still look nice down there and everything is still properly plump where it should be 😉

Ah well. Not sure exactly why I felt the need to speak of my lady bits today, but there we go. Whee! 🙂

Never Embarrassed                        \

or                                                                      —              Anne

No Shame 🙂                                /

About That “Ask Me About My Vulva” Thing Over There :)

It was just a silly added in the spirit of the flash on a nametag of the people who work in the big-box stores which read “Hi! My Name’s Julie! Ask Me About” and then the added ‘object of the day’ afterward. For a while I was in a mud (I have to get back into that one, it’s a furry one, yes, but it’s also graphical and they have a lot of per- and fur- verts there. I am not an actual furry myself, but I kinda like furries (as in comics/RP/Vore, NOT real life and wearing a fur costume). I have a fair amount of furry porn, anthropomorphic animals of every species fucking each other in every orifice with every appendage imaginable. Some of it is pretty hot, some of it is pretty not 🙂  I am REALLY partial to horse cocks, myself. More to the size- the length and the girth, and okay, I admit it, I would LOVE to just be under a horse and hug that giant horse cock between my tits and against my face, all hot and BIG and ooooOH dammit 😉

Now, what would be really nice would be to have three guys, and EACH of them has a cock the size of a HUGE horse cock- Take a measurement of me sitting flat on the ground, 90 degree angle. From the ground to just 1 inch underneath the top of my shoulders. Each guy has a cock THAT long, thick as my wrist, hot and hard and throbbing. Because this is fantasy and impossible anyway but damn I’ve petted my kitty to the fantasy a LOT through the years 🙂

Even though the vagina is just a short tunnel closed off at the far end, here I can spread my legs and the first guy can push it into my waiting cunt, inch by inch, filling me until he’s buried in me to his balls and I can FEEL him all the way through me. And the next guy takes his cock and presses the head against my anus, then pushes it into my ass, again filling me as he slowly pushes it in, until he too has filled me until he is buried balls deep. And the last guy takes his throbbing cock and touches the head to my lips. And I open my mouth and let him in- and I swallow as he pushes, gently but firmly, filling my mouth and my throat and my body until my nose is against his belly, his balls on my chin.

And then, filled with cock like no woman before me has ever been, I signal and they all start, gently, carefully, and wonderfully, to pump and thrust and slide their giant cocks into me until I am delirious with constant orgasm and they all, one after another, come into me and fill me with come from their cantaloupe size balls.

I dunno why I shared my fantasy with the world right now, I’ve never told anyone (even Rudy!) before. I am so wet right now 🙂

Until next time, my loves, I remain

Anne

Skype- Sounds Like A Crotch Disease

Anyway, my old Skype account is gone for whatever reason, so here is my NEW Skype details for anyone to add me 🙂

Name: Anne.Franke@gmail.com

Dat were easy.

SsfDelta, I done sent you a contact  request. Martin, contact me I will contact you. I await your cock with open mouth and spread legs 😉

Anne (oh what a dirty girl!)

No Story Yet, Just Rambling

I sorry. Story will be soon. It;s the gross/sexy one. Disturbing! Mmmm, rub your clits, girls! 🙂

I was sitting with Rudy on the sofa the other day, we were just reading and it was quiet. I was snuggled up to him and it was just nice. Then Rudy snuggled closer, leaned down, and starting talking to me in a low, rumbly voice… sexy!

“We need to go on vacation, just you and I,” he said. “To some island somewhere. Sand, and warm, so we don;t have to wear clothes. Just you and me, sandy beaches, blue water, and trees.”

Nice 🙂 I leaned in closer as he kept talking.

“You and I, we could take a bed out onto the beach. Then, at dawn, you and I make our way out to the beach. No clothes. You lie yourself down on the bed with your head leaning off the edge. Then you feel my hard cock pass between your lips, into your mouth, and down your throat. Them for the next 18 hours I make gentle love to your throat.”

“18 hours?” I asked. He was being silly, but snuggled up like that with his low rumbly voice, it didn;t sound that bad.

“All day, I caress your breasts. I lean down as I make love to your throat, and I lick your vaginal lips, suck on your clitoris as my cock moves in your throat. Every hour or so my cock starts to thrust harder into your throat, then I cum down your throat and you swallow my semen.”

He knows me 🙂 I was starting to warm up down below.

“I don’t spend all my time thrusting hard. Most of the time it’s just a slow gentle lovemaking to your throat. Just my cock sliding gently between your lips, in your mouth, the hard shaft of my cock moving softly in your throat for about an hour. It’s only then that I begin to thrust harder, every hour or hour and a half, then cum down your throat again. Between times I continue to hold your breasts in my hands, loving them, licking and sucking your pussy and driving you to orgasm after orgasm, my cock making gentle love to your throat the whole time.”

I was just about ready to hold his cock in my throat right then on the sofa and have him cum down my throat after listening to him talk to me, but he continued to speak.

“And after I have made sweet love to your throat for 18 hours, we make our way back to the cabin. Hand in hand. We lay down on the bed and I hold you. And as we fall asleep, you feel my hard cock slide between your lips, into your mouth, and down your throat. As we sleep for 6 hours, in our sleep I make soft love to your throat, you swallowing my semen as you sleep, every hour or so. And at dawn we awaken, then make our way down to the beach again where I lie you down. Then I slide my hard cock between your lips, into your mouth, and down your throat where I make soft, gentle love to your throat for the next 18 hours.

“We spend 23 hours, 55 minutes a day with me making love to your throat for a week, a week and a half. You live on my cumming down your throat, my semen and my love filling you. I live on love and your vaginal fluids that I drink as I lick and suck on your pussy. The only time I am not making love to your throat is when we are walking to and from the beach.”

I stopped him talking them by dragging him down to the bedroom. I tore off my clothes, I undressed him and I lay back on the bed and he proceeded to provide me with many orgasms with his face in my cunt, licking and sucking. And after that, I drank his balls dry.

It was a nice, rare day. I wish we had more!

Why I Am So Happy And Why I Am Losing My Mind

Rudy is back from the hospital. YAY! Alive, though he can barely be awake for more than 2 hours without being exhausted and having to take a nap. At least he is home and alive! Last night I told him I was going to do something for him, too- I lay him down on the sofa and told him I would do all the work. And I just lay next to him and we were both naked and I touched him and he touched me and I told him to not move! I didn’t want him to get hurt! Anyway, long story short, it’s a good thing I like the taste of human body fluids- specifically, those fluids the human male body produces for lubrication during sex. Rudy’s penis leaks a LOT during sex- his body overproduces lubrication and I like that because I get to drink it all up! And I drank a lot from his cock last night- I worked his body into a high state of sexual excitation with him just laying there and doing nothing but being there. At last he came into my mouth and I lapped up every delicious thick white drop. All day I’d told him I was going to rub his cum into my breasts afterwards, but no way! I wasn’t going to waste it when I could drink it! I had my head on his lower belly, my cheek against his public hair and his cock in my mouth and, while humming and making “um HMM” noises I used my tongue to lap up his cum as his cock jumped and jerked and thrust between my lips until it was all gone. Sigh. His balls need to work harder- I need more cum to drink!

…Which leads me to the 2nd point, the thing that is going to kill me. I am not exaggerating when I say that I personally have saved Rudy’s life somewhere between 25 and 30 times. Times when if I hadn’t been as observant, I hadn’t been as fast to make a snap decision, he would have died. Sometimes within minutes of my having noticed the situation. Since 2004 there have been MORE than 25-30 times where Rudy’s life hung in the balance, one side death and the other… life. Times where I have spent DAYS wondering if this was the time when Rudy was finally going to die and leave me alone and broken forever. And then, after DAYS of being at the very bottom of the well of despair, he gets better and comes home.

This “getting better and coming home” has never been anything that can be counted on just because “he did it last time”, because each time this happens it’s bad enough that just the slightest push and he is gone- there is no way to just relax and say “He’ll get better, he always does” because each time THIS IS IT.

I hope you sort of understand why it was finally too much the last time when, just days after we got him out of the hospital from being near death, that suddenly HIS BRAIN STARTS TO BLEED IN HIS SKULL- and AGAIN I am within minutes of saving his life- that I was finally just stretched too far. It was too much, too many times- I’ve been stretched thin, way thinner than any person should be and with Rudy it’s ONLY GOING TO GET WORSE…

Sigh. How had I stayed sober this long?

Anne

 

P.s.

I should frame this.

Might As Well Post What I Have

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Sally was swimming and now she was confused and frightened. The moon had been full and the sky was cloudless as she swam, then suddenly CLOP- A loud sound that hurt her eardrums and everything went dark. Most of the air went away too- trying to breathe was hit or miss in the darkness- either water or air and she was choking. The lake seemed to be gone as well- She could feel, all around her, a soft and squishy surface, like she’d been trapped inside a beachball. What on Earth…  It didn’t help that up and down seemed to keep moving, as well as left and right, like she was being randomly turned in all directions.

It was then Sally gasped and choked anew on a gasp of water. Oh shit, she knew what had happened. Darren had warned her. Told her not to go swimming. ‘Cause if she did-

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“Tits, a fucking fish is gonna swallow you right up,” he said, sitting on a log on the other side of the campfire. “Tits like you got, babe, you’re primo fish food. And I didn’t bring my rod with me, I couldn’t catch you back if it did eat you.” He swigged his beer, seemed to think a moment. “Next month, I can bring my rod, maybe we can go fishing, try that out. Save me money on bait.”

“Darren,” she said, laughing. She’d been drinking too and was on her third beer by this time. Marcia was making out with her boyfriend, Ben, and Jennie was busy fucking her boyfriend, Tommy, in the tent. She kept howling like a wolf as Tommy nailed her hard. The night was warm, the breeze soft, and Sally’d taken off her bikini top. Darren was right about one thing, anyway, she did have very nice tits. They were large enough to rest on her lap as she sat, her hard nipples poking out past her kneecaps. She kept their over-inflated beach-ball size boobs from sliding off her legs to either side by holding her hands under each knee- her upper arms kept each soft globe of feminine flesh in beautiful place. When standing, they sagged of course, but surprisingly, not much. The sides of her breasts were clearly visible from behind her, soft and round, hanging down around her soft flat tummy.

Darren lifted his beer can, drained the contents in a series of long swallows. “Man,” he said. “With Ben snogging right here and Tommy fucking that cunt in the tent, and you with your tits out like that, I am getting so fucking horny.” He tossed his can into the bushes and stood, walking to the cooler. He grabbed a sixpack then walked back to his seat, stopping and dropping his swim trunks before sitting back in his chair, nude. He slapped a hand on his thigh, looking at Sally. “Come on, tits, gimme a blow job. You suck cock like you were born with a cock in your mouth.”

Sally blushed at the compliment. Darren was a sweet guy, and he did have a very nice cock. It certainly wasn’t the longest she’d ever had in her mouth, in fact was a little on the short side, only seven inches from his balls to the tip of the head when hard. But it was wonderfully thick. Two and a half inches thick from side to side, two inches thick from his balls to his belly. It filled her up so good during sex, and would just fit down her throat, if he pushed hard with his hips, when she lay on her back with her head back and mouth wide. During more vanilla blowjobs, like this one would likely be, she’d be lucky to swallow even five inches into her mouth and throat. That was good enough though. She could still perform magic with her tongue, lips, and back of her mouth. When Darren came, he would squirt half a cup of his thick hot cum into her mouth or throat- his balls were each the size of a large plum and were rich and ripe with delicious sperm and semen.

“Come on, tits,” he said, opening his legs, his hard penis standing tall and throbbing in time to his heartbeat. “On your knees over here. It’s not gonna suck itself.”

“I’m on my way,” said Sally with a smile. She stood, breasts pulling at her low back. Darren always knew what to say to make her feel good inside. She was a lucky woman to have such a good man. She finished her own beer and set the can down next to her chair.

“Take your bikini bottom off too. I wanna see your pussy,” said Darren, stroking his penis as he watched her naked breasts. “Fuck, you got a nice body. I’m a lucky guy you’re my cunt,” said Darren, stroking his cock harder as the nude Sally walked toward him, her breasts wobbling and jiggling. His cock was wet with his own sexual fluids now, the shaft glistening in the firelight. “God damn, your tits are amazing, and that soft pussy of yours, God, I love your ass, want to fuck that ass…” He let go of his penis then, the shaft jerking and throbbing, the head leaking lubrication and pre-cum liberally. The hard seven inch long penis was thoroughly soaked, his balls dripping with his own sexual lubrication, his thighs wet and his hand soaked in pre-cum. “Gotta watch it,” he gasped, hands clenching his thighs. “Want to cum down your throat and I’m gonna cum right now if I touch myself again.”

Sally felt a warm glow of pleasure as she knelt between his knees, resting her breasts on the cool sand as she lowered his face to his glistening, quivering cock. Other women she knew had boyfriends that never took them anywhere, or gave them gifts, or even talked to them much. Darren was a true sweetheart, letting her know how much he appreciated her. She rubbed her cheek against the hard shaft of Darren’s cock, the smell of his wet sex better than any perfume. The smell and taste of his semen never failed to get her wet, never failed to rev up her own sexual system. If all she had she was his cum on her tongue and her own hand on her pussy she could have orgasms for days it was that wonderful. She licked his balls, trying to get each one of them into her mouth and failing, they were so big and ripe and wonderful and filled with delicious cum. Darren’s hands ran through her long blonde hair on each side of her head, finally resting his palms on her temples, his fingers on the top and side of her head.

She licked the slit at the end of his cock, wiggling the tip of her tongue gently into the hole, savoring the flavor of the thick juices that ran out of his cock. Darren’s cock produced some of the most wonderful flavors and fluids she had ever known. She even liked it when he peed a little, losing control as he came, the taste of his urine as delicious as the taste of his cum.

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I’ve been so frulking busy I haven’t had a lot of time to write. This is what I have though. Hope it’s okay. I know, I know- it’s all sex sex and not VORE sex. Bear with me 🙂

Does It Ever Stop? No, It Never Stops.

Well, it’s been about 3 months since I last blew strangers for money the dust out of my computer, so with the help of a friend of my oldest son, I shut down my machine. I pulled out all the cables, took the beast into the other room, opened it up and started blowing strange men for money dust out of the machine.

Oh there was dust everywhere! I blew this one guy whose cock gagged me dust out of the TWO video cards I have. I choked on semen cleaned out the fans (they were clogged bad!). When I finished sucking cock cleaning the machine, there was a coating of dust everywhere around where I had been drenched in cum working.

Them of course, when I started sucking more cock plugged the machine in, it didn’t work. My heart sank. My throat was full with nine inches of cock beast was dead! No matter which of the 4 sockets I plugged the monitor in, nothing. I was full of semen infuriated, depressed, horrified, and ready to swallow more cock kill myself. My stomach was filled with over a quart of semen 2nd reason for living was broken (my first reason is cock my husband).

Well, my son’s friend came back and choked me with his cock determined that one of my video cards was DEAD. OH MY GOD. Each of my video cards is like over a gig of video ram (can’t remember how much) and I had them in a SLI setup with one of the cards handling all the PhysX biz. And now I only have one card.

And now I have sucked over a mile of cock can’t get the SOUND to work! The beast says everything is functioning but NO SOUND. I’m sucking more cock trying to get it fixed. Working on deep throating a foot long cock getting the bloody sound to work is brutally fucking my throat with fat cock killing me. But I am drinking all the come not going to give up!

I can’t!

So if I am drenched in semen slow in getting stories in for the next few days, give me some slack. I have another mile of cock to suck my poor baby I am fixing.

Anne