I wake up horny and decide to masturbate, reminiscing about all the fun I’ve had with your BWC so far… but I can’t cum. It feels like something is missing, and I decide to try and pray to fix the void within me.
When that doesn’t work, and I find you watching me, I confide in you, admitting that why I think I need is your BWC for real.
You’re happy to oblige, and take it out so I can worship it on my prayer mat, talking you through your orgasm until you shower me with your cum.
I clean up my mess off my mat, and get back to praying…
But it still feels strange.
A BWC like yours should be breeding, not spreading facials.
And seeing as you’re still hard, why don’t I worship you properly? Why don’t I let you colonise my womb?
