Although maybe this is a bad analogy, when I see one hairy horny drooling dog fucking his furry little french-poodle bitch in public, not even giving a fuck if his final cum-shot ends up in a YouTube video the next day, I realize how extra intensely cock-pleasurably cumming can be without any of the traditional customary sex-etiquetee bullshit involved, including name-swapping.
With women I've dated over the years, more often than not, I used to often pretend be romantically interested in them just to ideally get the crack-flooding hole-anointing pussy-penetrating sexual gratification my alpha-male animal sex-nature demands I don't ignore for very long if at all.
But conversely, when I excitedly unzip nowadays for a suck-friendly swallow-whorish guy as part of what we both instinctively know in advance will most likely be a one-time hook-up of sex-shared man-to-man balls-draining bliss (adult cinema porn-theaters being my favorite place to seek out my next cum-target), I always cum harder because I'm free NOT to passionately pretend he's the love of my life just so I can cum-feed my right hand one less time than usual.
So whereas cumming with someone else is always more fun than cumming alone, cumming with someone different if possible every time I cum, especially a horned-up stranger I just met minutes before cumming, sweetens the deal even more.
