Someone asked me the other day why I like fucking Jake so mu..
Added 2025-04-07 11:16:10 +0000 UTCSomeone asked me the other day why I like fucking Jake so much. Where do I start? It’s his cock first—it’s perfect. It’s thick, hot, and it slides into me so slow and deep it makes my pussy pour like it’s a faucet. My cunt clings to every inch, begging him to stay inside me. He moves like he knows me inside and out, thrusting with this steady rhythm that makes my clit pulse and my tits ache in the best of ways, and that only happens with Jake. It’s a funny thing, my whole body shakes when he takes me apart with his dick. But it’s more—how he looks at me, like I’m the only thing that matters. When I cum with him, it’s this wild, shattering thing—my cunt has these crazy spasming contractions locking his dick inside of me. It’s so intense I lose the ability to breathe. Then, at the peak of my orgasm, I can’t even speak, and just getting a coherent thought to form in my orgasm-induced brain-dead state is near impossible. But it’s more than that. We are well past the physical and deep into the emotional. We don’t just fuck anymore. We connect. I never intended to let emotions get involved. It was never planned. But it happened. Look, I know it’s because of his dick. I wouldn’t be in love with him if his cock weren’t so perfect. It fits me like a key in a lock. It started as lust, his looks, his body, but then his cock took over and stole the show. Somehow his cock showed me a man I can’t let go of. It sneaked him into my heart, and now I belong to Jake. Someone is going to ask, so I’ll just say it. No, doubt I would give Jake a second thought if it weren’t for his dick. That is the truth. It’s fucked up, especially for Scott, but it’s the truth. It doesn’t matter to me, though…I love the ride I’m on with Jake, both physically and emotionally. And…now you know why I like Jake balls deep in my guts. Probably more of an answer than you cared to hear, but I like to be precise.
