There I'd be with "Eleven", or some other fella simultaneously trying his hardest to ram his dick as far down my throat for as long as he could, reading out what other people who were webcam watching and typing replies to these individuals. What used to really get my goat was when you'd be happily enjoying the exhibitionist nature of the whole thing. Then some scrotum sac who'd be watching - a free sex show i hasten to add - would have the selfish audacity to type meaningless drivel like:
"Take your top off"
"Show tits"
"Wave at webcam"
"What shoes are you wearing"
"Is that a tattoo"
It really started to bug me that much I stopped doing the webcam thing. Every so often I remember those days with great fondness. I was thinking of writing them down in some kind of prose, because although it was essentially porn, I still think it had an artistic merit all its own. It certainly elicited a lot of "Beautiful" or "amazing" responses from watchers when they saw me deep throating "Eleven". So you never know I might type out a few of my tales and post them up as works of erotic written art and see what reaction I get.
Send me a message sometime.
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All men are equal when you've got your lips around the base.ir
And if you ever do pop onto yahoo again, be sure to say hi.
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"Its all bought and paid for" - Jefferson Whyte 1877-1958
You know, it amazes me, and probably many (or most) of the people who did get to watch why I put up with it like that for so long.
If my webcam were a man, it would wear a wifebeater vest.
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All men are equal when you've got your lips around the base.ir
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All men are equal when you've got your lips around the base.ir
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to be FAMOUS is so nice
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All men are equal when you've got your lips around the base.ir
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