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My personal cocksucker , Declan Duffy ! I first encountered Declan many many years ago . He was married, young, handsome and horny like a dog. At first, it was innocent play. Gooning sessions , his screen glowing with my photos while I whispered commands : \u201cStroke slower, Declan. Feel how small you become when you obey.\u201d The cuckold conversations started as whispers, almost jokes. I simply asked questions that sank deeper each time: \u201cWould you watch?\u201d \u201cWould you clean?\u201d \u201cWould you thank him?\u201d His answers grew longer, more detailed .The fantasy wasn\u2019t leaving him; it was moving in. The leap from silicone to flesh happened almost organically. I sat in the armchair , watching , legs crossed, glass of champagne in hand, as my sweet, Declan took his first real cock into his mouth. The sounds were obscene, wet, desperate, reverent. The Shemale groaned. Declan whimpered. I smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n