When spring finally arrives, there is something in the air. It can be found in the aroma of thawing dirt and the sight of lush grass. Maybe it's the sincerity with which the birds chirp, or maybe it's just that the weather is no longer so cold that I have to wear four layers to prevent my extremities from freezing. In my opinion, it has to do with hope; the promise of a hot, steamy summer and the end of a difficult winter season. Uncensored Sex Movies

In any case, spring is the season when I most frequently fantasize about having children. Not the kind of mating that results in live young. Most likely, one of the few things that terrifies me more than death is the idea of having another child. No, I just mean the kind of sex where I push as deeply and forcefully as I can inside of you and fill your pussy with so much baby batter that it runs back down my shaft (while we're using effective birth control).

asexual encounter in which I continue thrusting as long as I can afterward. To press my cum into you as deeply as possible, I have a sex-driven biological instinct. The reptilian part of my brain seems to be hardwired with an instinct to breed you harder. If I keep pushing into you, I can force my cum deeper inside. In my opinion, spring is the best season for raw animal fucking.

My mental picture of springtime sex always involves pinning you against a tree or a rock. Maybe all we're doing is fucking around in some untamed glen. Around me, flowers are in full bloom, and insects are flying by. They entail the sensation of scratchy bark against skin as I pull myself up against you for support. Your claws are in my back, and your hair is tangled in my fist. Not for display or even to make a mark, but only out of a desperate need for a handhold. These fantasies don't have any nuance.

No edging, delicate teasing, or elaborate foreplay. They'll rip and throw away your clothes. They always end with me entering you deeply because that is what the animal inside of me always wants to do. Therefore, there is no better time of year, in my opinion, to celebrate the creampie and discover precisely why this kind of money shot makes us so excited. I refer to myself since I am unsure whether you, dear reader, share my interests. But I doubt I'm the only one who finds this particular subgenre of porn enjoyable.

After all, the genre is fairly well-established. It has always intrigued me that this particular aspect of my cum fetish is so unique to still images. The thought of a pussy that is overflowing with spunk makes me feel hotter than anything else. But if you show me a video of it, I'll probably react with something between mild interest and ick. In my opinion, the forced intention to cause the cum to leak out at the end is what matters most.

The guy goo is already prominently displayed in the majority of the still photos, saturated and dripping from her just-fucked cunt. The video, on the other hand, typically starts with a ton of great fucking and ends with her reaching inside to pull the spunk out. Why that bothers me so much is a mystery to me. They should just collapse, exhausted and tangled in perspiration-covered limbs, onto the bed.

That's all. Later, the glorious mess that was oozing out of her could be captured by a close-up shot. It would be very warm. I believe that I also desire to witness her at full capacity. When it spontaneously begins to flow back out, it is wonderful. The shot is undoubtedly enhanced by the healthy amount of cumin in that cream pie. Even though I'm aware that's not how things usually turn out, I guess fantasies don't always have to match reality. For me to enjoy them, though, they do need to be a little realistic. When there is an excessive amount of volume, the fakeness is far too obvious.

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