Your cock overtakes us, faggots: we are insects compared to this Burj Khalifa tower, but perverse insects and stuck in the veneration of your powerful virility. As soon as you give your orders in your deep and uncompromising male voice, I plunge my slutty face into your pubic area. I still want to sniff that strong smell of a rutting male, before I start licking the base of your filthy mast. Huge drops of precum whip my face, fill my mouth and nose, and I revel in the sweet, intoxicating taste you allow us to smell. Then I lick a vein so swollen that my small but thirsty mouth can’t reach it. I feel the blood flow and beat between my lips, almost painfully, but I like this pain, which shows that the man is you. The male, the colossus, the monument of virility, the royal cock to be worshipped. I feel the strength of your finger pressing my ass easily. Even your finger is gigantic: it must be the size of your buddy’s cock. I feel how much i’m your slave, and all my desire is to fit my slutty body on your powerful virility!!
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