I have an obsession. A deep-seeded obsession that can’t be replicated, only satisfied. I need jizz—or splooge, spunk, cum, seed, milk, man chowder, love juice, goo, nut, skeet, or jizm—and I need it often. I can feel it quaking through a man, and I just know I’m about to get my favorite prize!

I’m a trailer trash whore and I can’t get enough cum. I don’t care where it goes; I’m always willing to share with my girls, or anyone else, for that matter! I’m a greedy girl and I need a hot, creamy sploosh of trouser gravy in any of my trashy holes.

I get my thrills from it. I love the feeling of a man’s sticky load all over my body. I just can’t get enough of that salty, warm jizz. It’s like a drug to me, that white gold!

My obsession with jizz has been going on for years, and it doesn’t seem to be going away anytime soon. I’ve tried to quit, but I just can’t—it’s like my body craves it. I’ve asked myself many times why I can’t seem to get enough and the answer is simple: because it tastes and  feels so damn good and I am just a slut for it.

There’s nothing quite like the feeling of a man’s willy milk all over my body. It’s like a rush of pleasure that can’t be duplicated. It’s a feeling like no other and when I’m done, I just want more. More jizz, more cum, more schlong jelly—anything to get my fix.

So, that’s why I have an obsession with jizz. It’s something that I can’t get enough of and I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I’ll continue to feed my fiendish nature and get my fill of man chowder for years to come.

One Penis Colada, please!!!!

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