#questions for followers

I got a message asking this, and I don’t answer messages publicly, but I thought it was a question I should share my answer to. 

I love the salty, slightly acrid taste and how it sticks to my lips and moves viscously in my mouth, smoother than gum but thicker than liquids. I love how it dries when left to cake on my cheek or eye. The consistency, the smell, the way it hits my face or fills my throat. The way every man tastes slightly different but always delicious.

Mostly, though, I love that it is a way to remind me of my place and a way to elevate men. I cannot possibly think I’m more than a cumdumpster created for the pleasure of men when I’m made to gulp down a load of sticky jizz from a cock that has been battering the back of my throat, or wear it splashed across my face and tits. When I’m commanded to walk through town, conscious of the trail of cum slipping down my inner thigh, or when I am the only one affected when he buries in my cunt and floods my unprotected womb, when his release makes my asshole burn–it reminds me of my worth. It reminds me that my value goes no further than the indispensable spunk he generously empties in and on me.

Actually, what about the rest of you? What do you love about it?