Sorry, the phone just stopped recording right before he was ..

Sorry, the phone just stopped recording right before he was going to cum. @u125291845 He stepped on the remote shutter thingy. Happy Friday everyone. All is good, still tasting the sperm from last night this morning. That is always a good thing. Probably not what you wanted to hear this early in the morning, but I have a filter issue. Now, where were we? Nowhere, really. I was just getting started and already I’m off track. I’m having a hell of a month when it cums to dick. If I could just get a pussy to go with all the dick, I could get my gay on in between breedings and this would wind up being an epic month. I’m not holding my breath on that one, though. Does anyone still remember the trainer I used to see that I was desperately trying to get to fuck me? He never did. And he didn’t last night either. He did finger me and stick his dick in my mouth, though. Look, I’ll take it. It’s a doorway, and I just opened it. It’s kind of a shitty thing to open that door because he’s having trouble in his new marriage. Truth is, I don’t care. I don’t really care about him either. What I do care about is getting his cock buried in my guts and feeling his warm, slimy jizz coat on my insides. Truthfully, it’s almost an obsession to get him to empty his testicles inside of me. I don’t know why; I don’t really care. I just know I want him to look me in the eye and dump his sperm inside of me. Fuck, that makes me tingle thinking about it. As far as his marriage goes, he should stick it out. I certainly don’t want him. I just want his cock and the thought and experience of fucking my trainer. Maybe I’ll do her a favor because if he follows through like I think he will, he is going to being doing his best to put a baby inside of me regularly. Then he won’t be bothering her. He already gave her one and, according to him, she hates sex now. Two sides to every story, but I have heard this one a million times. Girls fucks like rabbits prior to marriage, fucks like rabbits after getting married, has a baby and the rabbit dies along with the sex. Then she gets fat and suddenly you have to love her for her and not her body and worry about throw pillows. Not sure what goes on there, but having kids never even slowed me down. Hey, to each your own, do what the fuck you want. It’s your body. However, don’t complain when I’m scarfing down your husband’s sperm because you won’t. I honestly have no guilt or shame about making out with someone’s husband while his rock-hard penis is slipping inside of me. Do better or I will. But, like I always say, I don’t want your husband. I just want him to dump his cum inside me, make me cum, and then go home to you. You are very welcome. I bet he’s in a fantastic mood for a week after that. If he’s any good, he’s welcome to come back, top me off with sperm, and recharge his amazing mood. I find that to be perfectly acceptable. Women don’t see it that way, though. They always ask me what if it was my husband stepping out? I would be furious. Furious, he didn’t invite me, that is. All I ever ask is that he give me the details if he steps out on me. I want to know everything and I want him to be fucking me while he’s telling me all the details. I want to know if he made out with her, the first place on her body he licked her, did he kiss her when he was cumming inside of her. If there is any chance she will let me join in next time? Other than that, I’m good. I encourage it if I’m being truthful. But I do get obsessed with whether or not he cums inside of her. I need it to be inside of her. Swallowing is okay, but I so prefer if he dumps his jizz in her womb. It seems so personal and sexual. I ask weird questions like “did you see your cum leaking out her? Was it a lot? Was is thick and sticky and did it slide out slowly or run out?” I need to know these things. They make me cum fast and hard. If he fucks her in the ass and cums in her asshole, I’ll lose my shit and cum immediately. What am I saying here? It’s pointless to ask me “What if it was your husband/boyfriend?” I wish it was. Wow, I got so far off base I wrote a whole thing about cheating. I really need to focus. My mind just wanders at will, apparently. I’ll post the details on the next post today. There will be a bunch of posts today, so watch for them!