For the Love of Cum

Sit right back and I’ll tell you a story,
For some it is gross, for others it’s gory.
Now don’t be shocked or play dumb,
To learn that this girl, loves men’s cum.

You might think slutty or quick to judge,
But on this subject, I will not budge.
Without thought, I’ll tell you quick,
I just adore, what shoots out of dick.

From the first time, I felt a guy’s seed,
I soon realized, more I will need.
In a car, a blowjob I gave,
Started it all, the fluid that I crave.

Let’s start with looks, it’s creamy and white,
It’s shimmer and shiny, when under the light.
Just from the sight, I do still,
Get such a rush and get such a thrill.

Next is the texture, slimy and thick,
Into my memory, those thoughts do stick.
In me or on me, gets me excited.
It makes all the wrongs, become all the righted.

When that cock throbs, and prepares to blow,
Into my mouth, the cum shall go.
The first stop, before it enters my tummy,
Licking my lips, because it’s so yummy.

I’ve heard many to say, including some friends,
Only the mouth, where the finish ends.
Not to gloat and I’m not superstitious,
That salty nectar, for me is delicious.

I prefer it dense and borderline chunky,
Sperm is my drug and I’m its junky.
A wink and a smile and to him I’ll show it,
Before sliding on down, to the end of my gullet.

When that cock throbs and prepares to blow,
Into my pussy, the cum shall go.
Feeling it twitch, making me sigh,
Leaving me with, an amazing creampie.

My orgasm attained, from his ejaculation,
I use it for more, than just procreation.
Skin cream or shampoo, both are keen,
It’s organic and full of protein.

Warm and gooey, oozing out of my snatch,
Thank you sir, for that huge batch.
Should I have taste, after dipping my finger?
So not to cool, by letting it linger.

When that cock throbs and prepares to blow,
Into my ass, the cum shall go.
Against the walls of my rectum, I feel it spray,
Anal excellence, making my day.

Ass fucking sessions, I now perfect em,
Gripping his cock, with my squeezed rectum.
Bouncing and riding, ends in a grind,
Filling my butt, you be so kind.

Now on the outside, shoot on my seat,
Or on my boobs, my back or my feet.
Maybe you prefer, to shoot in my eyes,
Nose and mouth, to facialize.

Some treat love juice, like it has rabies,
I’ll take always, those millions of babies,
Swimming around, finding their way,
In me or on me, is where they’ll stay.

Without jizz, I soon get depressed,
I’ll even take it, if I’m fully dressed.
A solution for me, that gets me out of that funk,
Is to feel the squirt, of that wonderful spunk.

Spitters are for quitters is always my motto,
Every load, is like winning the lotto.
So I implore, does it make me a slut?
Love seeing it pop, or busting a nut.

I shall not rest, until I’ve provided the remedy,
Until every cock dry and every ball empty.
I told you my story, which will send some screamin,
About my love affair, with a man’s semen.