i look at myself when i wake up in the morning think about what i did last night as i cruised halsted ave. under the cover of night i am cocksucker supreme, i do my job you have none,just watch my head bob forever to be sucker, in more ways than one it didn't take ten minutes, but its over and done fucking in the alley, just inside boys town im cocksucker supreme, and im going down i love it, can't get enough of it filling my mouth and i always thought it would never happen, but it did, and now i must explain,now it can be told that my love of sucking cock is as good as gold you may think im lying, but in reality my sucking your cock is now a formality and if you feel like it, put on a condom and lets go fuck me till i scream, hard up until i come oh, for this blow job! they tell me i could make lots of money as a hooker just giving suck jobs but why sell what you can give away? tell me that i give it on a search for love ill never find but enough of that tell me how you unwind you can say you dont want it, that's a lie and a test im cocksucker supreme and i always promise my best
Reason for writing:
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Birth sign: Aries
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