So as I sipped my coffee and attempted to acclimate myself with the sunshine, chirping birds and deal with the reminance of a hefeweizen induced hangover, I thought about sexual supepowers.
Now there are endless powers that one could ask for and are only bound by ones imagination. However, I like simplicity. So while the thought of having the power to turn my tongue into a penis, grow two dicks, a cock that shakes like that quake in San Andreas or breathing though my ears, I went simple.
My cum would taste like Nuetella. Never again would a woman complain of CIM. Actually it would evolve into cum on toast, cum on fruit and cum into this Tupperware cuz I'm taking this tasty jizz home for a snack.
So that's mine....what would you choose?