This will be the summer of denial, the summer of no orgasms…with only one exception to the rule. The only eruptions of pleasure you’ll be blessed enough to experience come at a price. How steep that price is? Judging by how your mouth waters thinking of the moment your cum reaches your lips, I would say not too much. This one exception is actually rather kind of Me.
Now, you’ll spend all summer long in the loser position. Only stepping outside for work and basic necessities. Guzzling down so many loads for Me that you begin to lose track of time. You don’t even know what day it is anymore! How many loads do you think you’ll have slurped down before you lose track of how many have found their way into your hungry loser belly?
