It was only the 3rd day of No Nut November and he was already a ticking time bomb, his cock so huge and tight with pent-up cum it practically throbbed on its own, he tried so hard to hold it in but it was only a matter of time, there was no holding back such a monster. Hot white torrents gushed out in wild ropes that just didn’t stop, hitting the desk, the bed, the walls, covering everything with a thick layer of cum, each pulse was another splurt of defeat that left him gasping in a sticky ocean of his own making. And when he finally looked around, panting, trembling, finally having released everything, the realization hit, No Nut November was over...
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2025-11-03 23:05:34 +0000 UTC