Of all the things that I covet, my favourite possession is that lovely feeling I get between the legs when I wake up. A feeling of youthfulness.
With each pulsating throb, it forms an enormous tent in my shorts. The sweet pain is both - unbearable but pleasurable - all at once. And as I enter the washroom and bring it out with my hand to pee, it's girth gives me a feeling of pride and admiration. I don't want to disturb it by wanking it off.
There appears to be a strong positive correlation between waking up with a firm hot rod between the legs and the freshness I feel the whole day. I pray that all mornings are as pleasurable.
If God were to give me two options - all the world's wealth and strong erections till the day I die, I would choose the latter.
With each pulsating throb, it forms an enormous tent in my shorts. The sweet pain is both - unbearable but pleasurable - all at once. And as I enter the washroom and bring it out with my hand to pee, it's girth gives me a feeling of pride and admiration. I don't want to disturb it by wanking it off.
There appears to be a strong positive correlation between waking up with a firm hot rod between the legs and the freshness I feel the whole day. I pray that all mornings are as pleasurable.
If God were to give me two options - all the world's wealth and strong erections till the day I die, I would choose the latter.
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