My Cum Dumpster Confessions.

My Cum Dumpster Confessions.

What follows is my cum dumpster confessions from a real dumpster chick! I received a call from Mr. BIG and had to tell his tale. Standing at his front door, I felt a specific… tingle as I reached up to push the doorbell. I had been talking to him for a while but, I had only seen “the beast” in pictures. They say the camera adds ten pounds, however, I was pretty sure this time the camera may have underestimated it! He was HUGE, and my mouth literally WATERED at the sight! Yum. Gimme, gimme, gimme!

Let my cum dumpster confessions begin! So, he swung open the door and just stood there in all his eleven-inch deliciousness. No smile, and every spoken word that he uttered virtually oozed sex. “Joey? CUM in. I’ve been edging this fat fucker for three days!” Clearly, he was ready to eXXXplode! No doubt, this is where my cum dumpster services were needed most. Moreover, he barely closed his door when I dropped to my knees and wrapped my warm hands around that fuck-stick. Time to get to work!

How About This For My Cum Dumpster Confessions?

Yes. You read right! Moreover, it’s part of my cum dumpster confessions, right? I’m not gonna start lying to you now. It took BOTH of my hands to encircle his beast! So, I wrapped them around as tightly as I could and began to feast on his fat head. Oh, worry not! I wouldn’t leave those big juicy balls all alone. However, they sat right there tight and high, like ornaments. But, his dick was the yummy tree! Nevertheless, the best part of my confession was his nature. He’s soooo gentle! I could tell that he didn’t want to hurt me.

So, yeah, he pushed that fucker as far down my throat as he could fit it. But, telling you is part of my cum dumpster confessions. As I said even though he pushed the limits of what any woman could handle, he always looked at me with a shit-eating grin! Moreover, he was a grateful receiver. And, that’s eXXXactly why I’m telling you all of this. It is, in fact, my way of giving back. Well, MORE than I already DO! LOL. I just love reliving the moments, and there are soooo many of them!

What Makes Me Do These Confessions?

I report on my cum dumpster confessions mostly because I’m a greedy little fucker. For a time, his ass, dick, and balls are all mine for the pleasing, although the pleasure is mine too. But, don’t get me wrong, all the while, I get wetter than an otter’s pocket if you know what I mean. Haha. So, that was just my pussy and right now, he had no interest in being inside me. It’s all about the cum for him. Hell, you’ve got to love a man who knows eXXXactly what he wants! And he wants it BAD! Oh, don’t you worry. I’m always gonna give it to him!

So, I’m gonna give you the rest of my cum dumpster confessions for now. The same way he brought me in, I took him down, only at a much faster pace. But, in his silence, I heard small mutters of, “Deeper, Joey. Deeper!” I eagerly complied gagging, choking, and gasping for air, although, I NEVER relent! Lots of my American friends tell me that blow jobs are relegated to “Special Occasions” like holidays, birthdays, promotions at work, or a new larger office. My dumpster confessions have no special timing.

My Cum Dumpster Confessions Are ALL The Time, Baby!

I’m such a happy little sucker that “trash pick up day” is a special occasion for me. I’ll wake you in the middle of the night with your dick in my mouth! So, when you’re in need, CALL ME! You can’t do better than a girl who needs it as much as you do! I’ll give you the epic sexual adventure of your lifetime! Believe me… I KNOW HOW TO SUCK DICK!

Kiss, kiss.

Just Joey

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