When Earth Angel Mick Lovell Cums, We Feel Like God

When someone with the unattainable beauty of Mick Lovell convulses in orgasm, tingles of devilish satisfaction waft all over our body, too. It's not due to our own orgasm, but with our smugly superior knowledge that now this Earth Angel and Ultimate Sexual Fantasy has no secrets from us. We know him at his most intimate.

Who cares if we don't know things like his real name, or who broke his heart, or his favorite Baskin-Robbins flavor; but we've seen him naked, cheeks spread, getting deep fucked, rock hard, and squirting semen out of his shaft. Frankly, that's all we need to know. As he ejaculates twice in his new two-part flip-flop scene with Harris Hilton (is that supposed to be a lame joke on Paris Hilton?), our triumphant smile grows wider and wider.

When we see a hot dude walking down the street, or dancing in a Broadway chorus, or serving us at Hell's Kitchen's VYNL, we don't care about getting to know him personally. Our mind jumps right to seeing his hard cock, his ass wide, and his spooge splattering. But, dammit, we can't! That dude has the power over us, purposefully shielding his naked body from our curious eyes. AAAARRRGH!

But not Mick Lovell, the delightful slut. We get to see his full fleshy glory, even in that most intimate moment not shared with everyone: his ejaculation. Never mind that he's actually sharing it with hundreds of other horny fans, none of whom he'll ever see. But we've seen it, and he can't hide anything more from us. Our face fills with the naughty little superior smirk reserved for when we've got good gossip on a person, and they don't know we know.

When Mick Lovell cums whenever we want, however many times we want to see it, we control him. We are his God. Bwahahahahahahahaha!

Harris Hilton, Mick Lovell (belamionline.com)