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They say if your mother breast feeds you that you become orally fixated. I don’t know about that. Seems that virtually everyone before the 20th century would have an oral fixation. Anyway this is my story and I am fixated. On pussy. On eating pussy. And on having my cock sucked. That is all I really want from sex. Sucking and eating. And I get what I want.

Oh I have fucked, of course. Nothing wrong with it in any way. But it just does not get me off the way eating a beautiful woman’s cunt does. And then having the same or another beautiful girl suck on my dick is really the best. Well, one or the other. I couldn’t say. I love them both so much.

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