I have been obsessed with male ejaculation for as long as I can remember. Truly I am quite the cum guzzling slut. Always on the hunt for ball barf any way that I can get it. That is what makes me such a good whore. My consistent hunger for male buttermilk is something that can hardly be matched. When I was younger I would dress as scandalously as I could so that I could get thick cream from men who wanted to use me. I would sell myself to boys my age just so that I could be covered in their fun gel all over my sweet little face.
When I work the streets receiving the gentleman’s relish is my only wish. I am willing to work as hard as I have to so that I can receive their happy trails of thick erectoplasm down my eager whore throat. There is no limit to the number of jons I can take care of in an evening either. Nor is there a limit to the quantity of liquid silk loads I can suck down my gob at once either. In fact, depending on how hungry my man chowder gobbling throat is you might be able to score yourself a group discount.
My night is not complete unless I have filled my quota of jizz required to make my small figure look impregnated. However, it will not be a strong swimmer that made it from some man’s nut butter into my uterus. No, it will be from a full belly of man seed that has been stuffed down my windpipe till it is practically coming out of my ears. Penis colada is all I want to relax on the weekends. I am a true lover of warm, thick, ropes of pole milk and I couldn’t be prouder. The perfect gutter slut for you to give all your jizz to.