You’re lucky I haven’t left you yet.
Not because of your tiny dick, everyone I’ve shown it to just laughs, but because you’re obedient. You’re a good boy… just not good in bed.
While I suck your pathetically small cock, all I can think about is Jason, how he stretched me out, came five times, ruined my throat, and made me moan in ways you’ve never seen. You’ve never even made me cum.
I want you to hear about it. I want you to hold my hands while he fucks me. Maybe even clean me out after.
You’ll always be small. You’ll always be watching.
And you’ll always know that my pleasure doesn’t come from you, but from a real man.
