Small Cock Discussion

Before I get to my Cassandra Queen of the Desert writing, I want to discuss small penis ruined orgasm humiliation. Truth be told, a small four inch hardon is “hard” to ruin. Most of the time a SPH boy will exaggerate the size of the weenis. If he says four, more than likely it’s around 2 or 3.

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Small Penis Ruined Orgasm Humiliation

I did have a request for some pindick stroking with a ruined this morning. How I usually start with ruiners is a series of edges. This particular small cock is stroked with thumb around the base and stroked with two fingers all the way down. He does not need lubricant. The tiny drop produced is plenty for a good stroke, so I got him to three. I was disappointed but not enough to blame myself for the mishap. Small cocks cum quick. When he says “I will try”, I try to be positive. Then there it goes and then goes the click. The reasons for just hanging up is he came and is ashamed he had such little control.

I’ll Say It Again: Big Dicks First

I tell guys not to be upset. It’s the law of the jungle. It’s big dicks first, and the little dicks are always first in the circle jerk. When you are first this way, your penalty is to suck the alpha dicks and to eat the cum. That is some cases. Mostly it’s solo jerking off and trying your best to make it last. Good luck with that pee wee.

The Missing Pillow Pumper Turtle

He was telling me about the one toy he had but was not present. It was his pillow pumper in the form of a fluffy green turtle complete with a fuck hole and “snapping” mouth. Small penis ruined orgasm humiliation at it’s best. I was a bit upset he did not have his pillow pal during our stroke and ruin session. Maybe I ruined the session when I lost it laughing hard. I really don’t think so though. Small cocks lose control more than others. The vision of a fluffy snapping turtle going at it on his dick was a vision of another type of metaphor. That was a great phone fantasy call because of all the humiliation involved.

Locked Kenny At 136 Days

I want to give a mention to locked kenny at 136 days in chastity and not wanting to cum ever. The prostate massager comes out of the bag for next call. It’s time to milk the swollen blue balls, and to pull taffy as I say. Perhaps a little hoover action with the milking applying a vacuum machine.

The Desert Monsoons

The monsoons have come to the deserts of the Southwest but rain struggles to appear. Only thunder and lightening echo through the canyons with punishing heat. Maybe this time. On state route 89A , I pull into a forest road and park my Jeep to view the red rock canyons of Sedona. I park not far away in case of a torrential cloudburst. There is a show of lightening rods lighting up the canyons. Thunder brings thoughts of Heyoka, the Lakota sacred clown connected to the thunder beings.

On the edge of a canyon I stand up to feel the wind in my hair and the force of violent nature. In the pitch black, a great clack of thunder and lightening lights a figure climbing towards me with flowing black hair and an eagle feather. Heyoka, the sacred clown. Standing for this blessing I feel the cool rain drops drench my body dispelling the heat, and the spirit was gone. As the rain pours, in the near distance, I see a coyote standing. He turns to look at me before running into the wilderness.

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