Languages: English, Lithuanian, Russian
Location: Europe
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
I'm not strong enough yet to pull off all of them. But I will one day. I masturbate while watching myself for hours on end. Long, hard, strong strokes. A daily ritual. The kind that a horny wife would engage in. It just wasn't happening that way anymore. The mere thought of her on-line humiliation of a sexual nature made my cock hard for a few moments. But it quickly became second nature. I would drive to the beach and relieve myself in front of the unlighted board. I would masturbate while staring at myself in detail. Then I would masturbate on the beach. My strokes would last an eternity, and then in the evenings, I would drive home and watch TV. I would masturbate until I was in a haze of intense arousal. If I was able to shoot huge loads of cum, I would do it on the beach in front of the board. It just wouldn't be the same without her.
Now, I'm no different to most men in that way. I masturbate, I shoot my semen onto the coverlet. It takes me forever to finish. And every day I fail. There are so many problems with my old job that I couldn't bear. I mean the proof is there for anyone to see. I became an accomplished painter. I've worked my way up through the pain industry. I now make my living from the inside out. I write software. Sell it to clients. Make money. I have full time a** chicks. I make regular use of my artistic talents. I still masturbate when I get an awful headache.
And I still fuck my wife to get off. I've fallen into a long, boring pattern of satisfying, mundane sex. The very thought of failure makes me thrust harder. The desire to fail and fail has made me an accomplished dominatrix. Any failure is a failure. The only thing I really enjoy, is being able to fail miserably and being unable to prevent failure. Success breeds failure, and failure is bliss. It's a vicious circle. Every failure breeds new success. It builds my resilience, it builds my love for failure. Sometimes I get carried away and call it a day. But the pain I feel as failure eats me heartily. Like a bullet, it keeps reining in. And the joy I get from failing...well, it's amazing. Even when I succeed, the pain is intense. It eats me alive..
Watch as she naughtily strips for us and playfully stripping before she spreads those long and sexy legs and bare feet.
Julie quickly learns the type of girl that likes to show her tits...But at the end, I would say that it was a quick one off ) Then rinsing off a bit more with my...
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