Very much like trader1 , I limited myself to just CBJ/CFS in the beginning. And for a long time I stuck to it. The thought of me eating a providers pussy was insane taboo. But then there was a couple of extremely hot sessions where the girl was absolutely beautiful and very into the session herself. And I just let loose. Next thing I know , I can’t get my tongue fat enough inside of her during 69.
First thing that hit me after the session was over was regret. I couldn’t believe I let myself indulge beyond the thresholds that I set for myself . Then the paranoia set in. Did I get something? Next came the psychosomatic paranoia. Even though everything looked ok, I could swear my dick was shriveling and falling off. Taking any antibiotics I could get my hands on. Looking at my cock constantly to make sure shit wasn’t growing like soars or warts.
Eventually, I realized I wasn’t gonna die. But then every event where I went further beyond my threshold, I would get the same paranoia. Accidentally busting the condom and creampien’ the backdoor a provider couple of times. It would be the most nail biting month until I could go get an over the counter HIV test kit. Creampien’ a sugar baby , I’m sweating for a few weeks. (I can say that I never creampied an advertising provider).
I still try to use caution for the most part. I really do. The occasional bbbj from my last remaining sugar baby is as far as I go now. There are a few times where the girl was to quick for me to even suggest getting the condom first. And she’d just go straight into bbbj.
Just try to stay safe as best I can.
First thing that hit me after the session was over was regret. I couldn’t believe I let myself indulge beyond the thresholds that I set for myself . Then the paranoia set in. Did I get something? Next came the psychosomatic paranoia. Even though everything looked ok, I could swear my dick was shriveling and falling off. Taking any antibiotics I could get my hands on. Looking at my cock constantly to make sure shit wasn’t growing like soars or warts.
Eventually, I realized I wasn’t gonna die. But then every event where I went further beyond my threshold, I would get the same paranoia. Accidentally busting the condom and creampien’ the backdoor a provider couple of times. It would be the most nail biting month until I could go get an over the counter HIV test kit. Creampien’ a sugar baby , I’m sweating for a few weeks. (I can say that I never creampied an advertising provider).
I still try to use caution for the most part. I really do. The occasional bbbj from my last remaining sugar baby is as far as I go now. There are a few times where the girl was to quick for me to even suggest getting the condom first. And she’d just go straight into bbbj.
Just try to stay safe as best I can.