Ok. I’ve never seen the movie. It was way before my time, like so many things that have captured my imagination. But I’ve heard about it. A man I once blew in FL told me about it. He said that it had this chick named “Linda Lovelace” in it, and that it was about girls who take big dicks orally. And I know what it means to have a big, rock-hard cock go down my throat, and I really love that feeling, almost as much as I love having a big dick in my she-cootch. I like to gag on cocks. I promise you, I won’t get “sick”. I never do.  But I may just gag, and make that noise which says, “Yes, daddy. You’re Jim Morrison. You really did “Break on Through to the Other Side‘, yeah”. And when I can barely catch my breath, and I throw my hair back, and you’ve made my mascara run, I’m going to look in your eyes and say thank you without speaking a word. Because that’s the kind of whore I am. Trust me, sweetheart. It’s just a pause for my cause. I don’t want you to cum too quickly, because then I wouldn’t be able to have your cock rammed back down my throat, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN. I want you on that edge, right there with me. Hold my hand, daddy.  I can always wash my face redo my eye makeup later. Because in that moment, where I have you deep inside of me, it’s LOVE.

Cocksucker