MONDAY MORNING - WOOD: “Dude, I’m glad you like it … it really started growing after I turned 18 … prolly cuz I started using it with real men hella more … what ya wanna do now?”
MONDAY MORNING - JUST WAKING UP: “Let’s get it all out on the table so we can see all the details …”
MONDAY MORNING - MAXIMUM WOOD: “There’s no where to go from here but deep up inside of you dude … do you think you might like that? …”
MONDAY MORNING - JUST WAKING UP: “I have no idea man … it just seems like too much of my life revolves around my dick … I think I may be hyper-sexual or sumthin’ like that … I mean I really treat it right and make sure it busts 6 times a day and has real guys on the weekends to travel up inside of … yet it still gets all nasty hard and leaky and twitches at me letting me know it needs to cum way more often than I have the time to satisfy it’s lusty demands …”
MONDAY MORNING - WOOD NEEDING AFFECTION: “See what I mean dude … this always happens when I haven’t had sex in a few days … it uncontrollably bonerizes me … my doctor told me that I have affection deficit disorder and that there are no prescription medicines that can cure me … the doc says the only thing I can possibly do is to make damn sure I insert it in a saliva-wetted tight slippery boi pussy once a week … ummmm, okay … at least he understands my predickament …”
