It can end wars.
You heard me.
And yes- you read that correctly.
END WARS!!
Let us begin…
It’s not so much of its importance in which I’m stressing. I’m leaning more towards its powerful allure. Its essence. A power not easily duplicated. Key word- POWER!!
Sucking dick.
Fellatio.
Deep throat
=POWER!!
Feels fucking great too. NO DEBATING!! Many exclusive relationships and marriages we see at this very second came from head. Babies not lost to her throat become the cornerstones of the new generation. Women, especially those in the know of their gifts, acknowledge damn well its magic. Eating your man piece similar to someone who has been starved. Such images make a man weak. Spaghetti legs if you will. The love, the vulnerability released once released- dig me?! Being on the receiving end of a blow job is A PRIVILEAGE!! In my holiest of holiest beliefs, I sincerely believe it. Very personal, very personal. Me being honest- I can live with my chick getting her back blown out. But gagging?!
I SEE BLOOD, BLOOOOODDD!!
A blow job is a service. Kissed by ever lasting bliss when you find one who enjoys it. Craves it. Takes pride in the pleasure of you. Ignoring the ego steroid shot it gives her. Doing it truly for the love of the craft. All that licking, kissing. Shittt, I adore it nasty. A beautiful face at my leisure. Giving me full access to her throat. Giving you the power of God- regulation of her breathing. Alright, alright- ego stroking for us both. It’s known we are visual creatures. Every slurp, I want to see. Every moan, I want to see. When she licks your balls ever so perfect, simply to see you pleased. See you smile. Face all in it, literally breathing balls. DAMN!!
For a man (me) receiving a blowie makes me feel… Godly. How lucky am I?! To have this woman pleasing me for the sake of pleasure itself. On a practical level, blowjobs is its own currency. Just like currency, it too makes the world go around.
Ask those who do it, men or women- what has it gotten them. I done cancelled month’s worth of plans to fuck her face every night.
YOOOOOO!!
Remember when she first swallowed?! When she left her footprint in your history?! Was it love or lust? Its just something about a woman who gets pleasure from your enjoyment. Ever puffed a L under spell? At first I could balance between the two. Did the head get better or did I get older. What does age have to do with performance? I refuse to believe such fuckery.
Women are no dummies I tell ya. They damn well know the cause and effect of duck lips. Deep throated for the cause now effectively fucking us up. I use to throw tantrums. Jump up and down. Petty episodes when told no. Like why you want me to die?! Why you being so childish?! Very immature I agree. Unknowingly becoming more whipped by the day. Wait all day for it. Nothing else mattered.
A blow job can save just about anything in a relationship.
Now those women who give them as they do brushing their teeth- BLESS YA HEART FOR WE LOVE YOU!!
Food and blowjobs. E-Z Pass right into a ninja’s heart. Now if you really love your ninja or speak freak fluently, you split the ocean granting us the double dick suck. Two women! Or whatever gets you off! OH LORD! How so?! The importance of a blowjob- shit I’m important. Two women servicing me?! Same time. I just got weak in the knees at such thought. Am I obsessed with receiving blow jobs?! That I am! I mean what can replace it?! Stand in its place?! Is it possible?!
HELL NAH!!
No! Salute to the head goddesses. I love you. I’m out.
PayneInTheCulo 