When Did You Know?
When did you know you were a
Cockaholic? Foe me, I suspected
when even my friends started calling
me "Penis Breath." I didn't HAVE a lot
of friends. I set the bar too high for
the other girls. They would complain,
"He, like, bought me a Slurpee,
and then he expected some face!"
I'm like, "So?"
But I really knew I was a cockaholic
when I woke up, in bed, alone, with a
mouthful of cum. I told my roommate.
"How can I have a mouthful of cum when I
have not known a man?
She went over to the window and put
up the shade. It was still dark out and
she was peering into the night.
"Kristie? I said. "What are you doing?"
She turned away from the window and
looked at me. She has a great eye-roll.
"Last time something like this
happened," she smirked, "a Star rose
in the East."
"Bitch!" I replied. But I knew then I was
a cockaholic.
Love,
Jamie
When did you know you were a
Cockaholic? Foe me, I suspected
when even my friends started calling
me "Penis Breath." I didn't HAVE a lot
of friends. I set the bar too high for
the other girls. They would complain,
"He, like, bought me a Slurpee,
and then he expected some face!"
I'm like, "So?"
But I really knew I was a cockaholic
when I woke up, in bed, alone, with a
mouthful of cum. I told my roommate.
"How can I have a mouthful of cum when I
have not known a man?
She went over to the window and put
up the shade. It was still dark out and
she was peering into the night.
"Kristie? I said. "What are you doing?"
She turned away from the window and
looked at me. She has a great eye-roll.
"Last time something like this
happened," she smirked, "a Star rose
in the East."
"Bitch!" I replied. But I knew then I was
a cockaholic.
Love,
Jamie
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