I have a date today, and I won't fuck him. I will suck his cock until his testicles deflate completely, and he walks away bowlegged. If his dick survives that and still stiffens up...then we shall fuck tomorrow. He knows none of this, but he's about to find out. I don't want to fuck today. I'm not in the mood. I'm in the mood to be a dirty little cock sucking whore. Just one of those days. I have been thinking about his cock in my mouth since I woke up this morning. That is where it belongs today...in my mouth. I have probably mentioned this before, but there are days when I'm horny as fuck, but the only thing I want to do is suck a penis until the balls are so empty they make slurping sounds. Today is one of those days. Will I get off? Not in front of him. I don't want to. I want to get him off and then go home. Then I will get off, in the comfort of my own bed, still tasting his sperm in the back of my throat. It should be good!
So....yes, I did get the job, and I wasn't even asked to tone down the MILF fashion statement. $21 an hour. I made more back in the 90s as a respiratory therapist, but it's not about the money. I'd have done it for $15 an hour. It's about the access to available cock and or pussy, whichever happens, to show up. But I'm not taking the job. Besides being the receptionist, they want me to clean up when I have nothing to do, which would be a lot of the time. Not that I mind cleaning...in my own house...but at 56 yrs old, I'm not cleaning anything for anyone but myself anymore. I have already done that, and if there is one thing that takes the desire to empty a cock in my guts...it's emptying trash cans. Plus, it's hard to dress for dick success when you have to sweep up around the offices. I still need to tell them I'm not taking it, and I'll do that after I'm done sucking the cock I'm about to suck today.
The second part of the video that I promised yesterday! So some things went wrong here. I don't know if he didn't push the button, but we missed recording an entire fuck scene. I guess he just didn't push the button hard enough. I know...what the fuck, right! Well, it happens, and it is what it is, but I got some other good stuff. So check it out and let me know!
Some of you are going to complain about the missing scene, but this is what happens when you see unplanned actual sex. The camera doesn't take preference....the sex does. If this were part of the big fake 2...those being content/collaboration, I'd be mad at him. But I don't do the big fake 2, so all I can say is we will try and do better. Hopefully, several times this week!
There is a second part to this video, which features a dick inside me. This is the first part. There is no dick inside of me, which you will obviously conclude by the end of it. I will try and get the second part up tonight but if not, in the morning. So check this one out. It goes in line with my job interview right after making this video. I got behind and was late because, as I said, I ended up with a dick inside of me, and one thing led to another, and I ran behind. I had a job interview in this outfit and wanted to get this up before I went, but I didn't. I wasn't going to make the second part, but the camera guy had a hard-on, and after a bit, it was too much to ignore. These things happen. So check it out and let me know what you think.
Did I get the job? Probably not. I was late, way overdressed, as in underdressed, and though the guy who got me the interview is good friends with the owner, I may be a bit more than they expected. I would have been told immediately if I were to get the job. It was for a sports apparel outfit. The only reason I wanted the job was for co-worker sex. Or client-employee sex. I'm open to that as well. I have been thinking about that a lot lately, and I do so miss sucking dick under the desk. I find myself seeking porn where hot chicks blow dudes in the office and then rub one out to it. Anyway, let me get all settled in, and I will see about getting part 2 up!
Few pics to start the day. Anway, I have sucked more dick at work than I ever did in front of the camera. Why? Because the thought of putting a co-worker's dick in my mouth sounded so good, I couldn't help myself. I wasn't disappointed. Sucking a dick in the breakroom, warehouse, and conference room was always more than amazing. And yes, I have been fired for it multiple times. I knew I shouldn't be drinking jizz when I was on the clock. That was on me. I chose to stick the cock in my throat, knowing full well of the possible consequences. That was part of the thrill. Was I embarrassed when co-workers found out? Never. In fact, that just turned me on more, and I ended up sucking even more cock at work. Where am I going with this? I just read about the women police officers who, in unrelated cases, each were fired for basically sucking cock at work. Good for you. You had fun and got caught, but you knew the rules, and shit happens. But now, these chicks say they were groomed, coerced, and pressured. Bullshit. Go fuck yourself. You wanted to put the dick in your mouth and all your other holes, or you wouldn't have done it. Don't give me this shit. "I was pressured." Bullshit. You didn't say anything about it until you were caught and fired. In fact, you sucked multiple cocks, which is what got you caught. You got greedy for dick. Don't feel bad about it. I did the same thing. I couldn't just stop at one, either. It's hard to stop once you start. It was all I could think about when I was at work. So I would get another job when I got fired. It wasn't hard. By the end of my career, I was running an entire location. I was still sucking employee dick until my last week before I retired and started porn. My point is I knew the rules, and even though the guys who eventually ended up feeding me their sperm thought they were hunting me, it was I who was hunting them. When I got caught, I got caught. I didn't blame the guys, and as far as I know, they suffered the same consequences I did when it was warranted. I even tried to save a few of their jobs by telling the boss it was me who pressured them, and often it was. But how easy is it for women to say they were pressured these days? To easy. I find it disgusting when I hear all these women shit bags saying they were coerced, pressured, or tricked into having sex. Go fuck yourself cunt. You slipped a dick in your throat, sucked the jizz out of the testicles, and you did it willingly. "But he said I would lose my job if I didn't!" Good for you. There's your lawsuit. Sue the snot out of him. Fight it out; maybe you will win, and perhaps you won't, but even if you lose, you still win. But just because you got to flirting and ended with a bellyful of ball slime doesn't give you the right to blame him when you got caught by your boss, boyfriend, or husband. That shit makes me angry. I'm just saying. Nobody takes any responsibility for anything anymore. It's always someone else's fault.
Last night's Tinder date is asking me about eating his jizz. He gagged when I licked up his chunky ball slime last night. Now he wants to talk about it. That's how guys go. They get freaked out about something, but after it sinks in, they start to think, "Maybe that wasn't all that bad." Talked to my Tinder date. Evan...don't know if that is spelled right...has been texting with me. Sent me a link to a video of a girl deepthroating a cock while its balls empty themselves down her throat. I call that a "throat pie." I like throat pies. You can't taste the cum, but you can feel the warm jizz slime its way down into your belly. But to accomplish all of that, you have to be able to get the cock down balls deep and not gag. Especially when the sperm starts pumping. You just have to let it slide down. It's worth the effort. At least, it is for me. Guys seem to be on the fence. Most want me to put the head in my mouth and suck it empty that way. But take Scott, he isn't all that much into blowjobs, but if I offer a throat pie...he is all about it. Anyway, I'm off track. Evan is sending me porn of a dick cumming in a girl's mouth. He may cum around after all!
Got a couple of requests to write about specific fetishes and scenarios. I appreciate the requests. I do. But, and there is always a "but," I would have to make that up. I'm not good at that, and honestly, it would take the fun out of it. I like recounting things I have experienced in my life. All of it, and As fans of Clint Eastwood would say the good, bad, and the ugly. I do get complaints when I tell you about some of the stuff that doesn't go in perfect order with a well-written porn script. I remember this comment a while back "What dumb fuck thinks we want to hear about a guy with a soft dick who can't get it up?" That isn't his exact words, but I"m sure it's close enough. I guess he was an editor at Penthouse Letters back in the day. Did you ever read Penthouse Letters? I subscribed to that fucker. I loved it. I used to read it when I wasn't even of age. I got myself off more times with a copy of Penthouse Letters in one hand and my fingers and a vibrator working furiously with the other. I'm super mentally oriented when it cums to sex. I focus on certain obscure things. Like constantly referring to a man's cock as a separate entity. Kind of like this. "I think the cock would be happy to play today... let's take it out and see how it feels about that." I can see that look in some dude's eyes....wondering if I'm a few fries short of a happy meal. I know it's odd and drives guys nuts, but if they start doing it...I'm theirs forever. I don't know what it is about separating the dick from the guy like they are two different beings, but whatever it is...it turns my cunt into a slip-and-slide. That all started from reading Penthouse Letters. I'm sure some shrink would be dying to tell me their diagnosis, but I don't want to know, and I certainly don't want to treat it. I like it just the way it is!
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The weather never really panned out today, so you get stuck with these pics. I was planning on doing some stuff outdoors today, but between the wind and rain...didn't happen. Such is life. I picked this outfit to attract some dudes, which didn't happen specifically, so I figured let's not let it go to complete waste and took some pics in it. No edits, no filters, none of that goofy, creepy, weird stuff. Just me in my 56 yr old oversexed granny body!
This video reminded me of my Tinder date last night. Sperm in the windpipe is a dirty little trick. Anyway, I stroked him off in his car and ate his jizz. I even licked the spillover cum off his pants. He actually gagged when I did that. He apologized profusely for it. Said he never had a girl eat his sperm in front of him. Not that he could see. He said he had one girl who swallowed his nut, but his dick was in her mouth at the time, and nothing spilled out, so he didn't actually see it. I guess wiping the sperm rope from my chin into my mouth was a bit much for him. I asked him if he watched porn, and he said he did, but he focused mainly on anal scenes. I asked him about emptying his testicles in a girl's asshole...if that turned him on? He said yes. I asked him if he had ever watched the jizz leak out of a girl's asshole, and he said no, he didn't like that. It's at this point I'm thinking we aren't going to get along with each other that well. If I google porn, one of my first go-to genres is anal creampie compilations. I like watching the jizz pour out of some chick's stretched asshole, thinking it's mine. I like knowing that some guy turned me on enough that I wanted him to bend me over, stretch my colon out with his cock and empty his testicles in my ass. There is something about the mental image of me bent over for a guy stretching my ass cheeks wide for him and begging him to destroy my asshole. I'm turning myself on thinking about it. However...I'm thinking this guy may not get so hot and bothered by all the above. He might gag again. I could be wrong. I have been grossed out by things only to find out I can't stop thinking about them until I do them and find out...I love them. Anal sex is one of those things. But getting a dick in my ass started long before the internet even existed, so I had to use my imagination and do test runs with my fingers and whatever else I could find that would work as a toy. Convincing a guy back then...even harder. Keeping a guy from cumming before he got the head of his dick in my ass...damn near impossible. But I got it done, and over time I found if appropriately done...boom, better than straight sex. But I have to be in the mood for it.
Anyway, I was somewhat impressed with the guy last night. Hopefully, he will want more of me. I'd certainly like to get more of him inside of me. I'll let you know.
So, tonight is the night. I have a new Tinder date lined up. He's 28, tall, and fit, and his dick pics look like he's got some punch in his pecker. Let's hope his dick can knock me cold. I wish I had more to tell you, but I have either been stood up, had a failure to perform, or had a minute man fuck this week. So not much in the way of anyone fucking me stupid. I need this guy to fuck my cunt until I'm drooling and incoherent and obedient to his every command. That's the mood I'm in. Hopefully, by the end of the night, I'll be fucked brain-dead and wandering around, drooling jizz out of my holes at Denny's. That will change a girl's mood. I'm just saying.
No dick today. Just Twitter porn dick. Thats alright. I rubbed one out. Good enough to get me by. I do like looking at Twitter dick, though. The videos are short, but you get used to it. I'm sure you do the same thing I do. I look at about 20 or 30 pics/vids before I cum across one that just catches me right. Gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling in my gut that only a dick could make better by touching it with its fat head. I'm sure your version is slightly different than mine but in the end...pretty similar. Sex is frustrating. You never get it exactly the way you want it or when you want it. So for me...Twitter dick. Yes...I watch the videos or look at the pics, and in my mind, I see me sucking that colossal cock, or it's my pussy getting completely wrecked by a massive cum erupting dick. I can't help it. It's what I do. I've been doing it before porn was even a thing or the internet even existed. I used to run home from school and break out the baby oil and finger fuck myself stupid thinking about other people in my class. Then I graduated to magazines, VHS tapes, DVDs, and the internet. I haven't been without finger fucking material since. It's a habit now. Sometimes I won't cum on purpose when I'm with a guy, so I can rub one out later when I'm by myself, thinking about everything I did to his cock. I think I have had some of the most intense orgasms from doing that, and that is why I keep doing it. It's just that good. The guys are still giving me the orgasms, just in a roundabout way.
Photographers. Who needs a photographer? Someone who needs their photos edited and touched up, that's who. I remember back in the day when I used to find them a dime a dozen on Modelmayhem, and I just looked... it's precisely the same as it used to be. There is always some ding-dong Photoshop artist who thinks he can charge money, but in the end...as far as adult work goes...nobody cares. I think you guys would rather see the real thing...the untouched, no abs added, no Photoshop weight loss, no smooth plastic skin. Just the actual, flawed, and fucked up person you might actually one day run into. I hate filtered and edited pics. I want so badly to comment on every one of them. I would just write, "Photo fraud...it's a crime, a 3rd-degree felony." But I don't. It's not nice. But I want to. I swear 98 percent of all photos and videos are so massively filtered and edited it's getting harder to find an actual person anymore. Now the rise of AI art is here, and you can barely tell the photo is a computer-generated drawing. But you can still tell easily. Before long, though, it will be impossible, and that will be the end of actual models. They will all be computer-generated models in photos and videos. Onlyfans will be overtaken by people and companies that specialize in it. I'm watching it happen as we speak. I give it a few years at most. Then boom...see you later Tik Tok stars...make way for the new and improved version of you...one that doesn't have to be paid or convinced to do anything. And the AI version will do it better, longer, and hotter than any human is capable of doing it. Plus, you won't need model releases because the models don't actually exist.
How big is the clit. I have pumped it up to 3 inches before. Today I didn't pump it, I just whacked myself off with a Hitachi Wand, but it still got pretty big. I hit 2 inches, but that was stretching it a bit. Once, after leaving a pump on for about 20 minutes, it was 4 1/4 inches. I could have fucked you in the ass with it. It was ludicrously huge! The drawback is it hurt a bit, and I couldn't get myself off for an entire day afterward. So, with a pump being used to feel good and get me off, I can get about 3 inches. Without it, I think my longest is 2 inches. If I get the nerve up, I might try and pump it once again back to its glorious 4-plus inches.
I stood in line at 7-11, thinking I needed a job. Not for money. But to get out there. Mainly to find potential fuck buddies. I thought about it on the way home, and 7-11 wouldn't be a good place. Smoking hot chicks will be few and far between walking into the store. So where, then? An office? I've always had luck getting pumped full of sperm at professional offices and hospitals. But it's the same people day in and day out. Plus, you get fired a lot when it inevitably gets out that you have been drinking sperm on the job. The only place I can think of is working the counter in a gym. That would be a good place. You get to see and talk to everyone who comes in. Feel them out a bit, if you know what I mean. I won't really be able to fuck them in the gym, but that's better. I can rearrange my guts off the company clock, they won't be employees, so it will be fair game, and I shouldn't get fired, so I'll have a steady flow of targets. So, I think I'm going to try it. Just part-time if I can work it out. I have a mental picture of how it will go, but mental pictures are often terrible blueprints for what is actually about to occur. But I'm trying to find the downside, and other than it will suck up some of my time, I can't really find any negatives. The trick is getting hired. Maybe I can blow the manager. Suck some dick to get in the door. Who knows. I'm going to try, though.
Saturday night, I fucked a stripper's ass with my tongue until she wanted to marry me. Seriously. I can't keep her from calling and texting me. Several times she has called at like 4 AM. Oh well, she had an amazing ass. I couldn't help but try to fuck it with my tongue while I rolled her tiny little clit in my fingers. It was a tad tight, though...I could only get the tip of my tongue inside her ass. But my thumb went right in! 👍🏻What does she look like? A stunning, thin, fit, and tall black chick with the most amazing tiny fit ass. I don't like the big asses. They are mostly fat or installed. I like my asses tight and small. They make my mouth water when they are small and tight. To each their own, though. She sucked at eating me out, but she wouldn't quit either. She needs some training which is odd as she said she has always been gay and doesn't date men. I thought she would be an expert at servicing my clit. I was really looking forward to plastering her face with some fresh and hot girl cum. Didn't happen, though. That's okay. I got myself off later that night thinking about her ass. She, however, looked like she was going to die she was so completely fucked. I had to throw her out of my house because after 2 hours of getting her off...I seriously needed a break. Now I have an endless thread of texts and tons of calls from her. I feel for her. That's how I get after Bob turns me into a brain-dead moron with his dick. It's kind of fun being Bob and reducing her to my own personal fuck puppet. But the phone...that has to stop. I hate endless phone calls and endless texts. It's why I don't answer my phones or DM's on Twitter. They always want more, and nothing is ever enough. The conversation is always the same, the same narrative, the same keywords, same theme. No matter what. Likely scenario. "My pet died today." Response: "Oh, I'm so sorry...do you like to put a dildo in your ass when a guy licks your pussy?" I say let's get to know each other. Response: "Sure! Love to! Do you like to put a dildo in your ass when a guy licks your pussy?" And with that said, no, I'm not directing this at anyone. I don't know why I bother to say that, as you will believe that.
Photo and video retouching with AI are getting out of hand right off the bat. No one will ever look like themselves again on social media in under a year from now. It's fucking super hard creepy. One thing you can count on...that won't be me. Porn is always the first one to jump on new tech, and this one is certainly no different. Some porn chick demonstrated it for me yesterday...unreal. She has six-pack abs, biceps, traps, everything...and you can't tell that all of that is actually covered under 50 lbs of fat in reality. All done in seconds. She offered to do a photo of me, but after looking at how happy she was about her own AI pics...I could tell this was the new super drug in her life. More addictive than heroin or fentanyl. So I said no way. It's too good. It's sad, though. Not her, that's sad too, but I think the fact that we will never know who or what we are actually looking at by the end of the year. As it is, it's hard to find unedited photos and videos, but at least, for me, it's easy to tell what's filtered and what's not. With this AI photo/video app...it's almost impossible. The only good news it's still super expensive, and that will keep some of the ding-dongs away from it. But it will get cheap. Super cheap. And then it's game on.
I want to be the office slut again. Someone needs to hire me to be just that. I'll make sure the warehouse boys and the office managers are running on zero testosterone. It will all be in my belly. I'm just saying. Fuck me...that really does turn me on.
I met this delicious black stripper at Grandview. We exchanged numbers and all that, and then she called me at 4:30 am wanting to know about some "Hookah" bar. I don't even know what a hookah bar is. At 4:30 in the morning...I don't know what anything is because I'm in bed. Asleep. Like a normal person. I guess I should text her back and just say hi. I was kind of abrupt with her the other night. I just can't be doing this 4 in the morning crap with her.
Friday and Saturday...long nights with long dicks pushing my guts around. Friday night. I don't even know who the first guy was that left me in his Jeep leaking sperm out of my box. But he had an epically long dick. Thin but long. Felt like a foot but probably closer to 9 or 10 inches. It did the job nicely. As hard as he tried not to cum in me unprotected and breed me properly...he couldn't hold out in the end. I just kept telling him, "I need you to cum in me." And I really did need him to pump himself empty into me. I don't know why I get like that, I just do. Hormones or something. It gets to the point where the only thing I want or need to feel is a man's sperm coating my insides. The urge to feel a cock having a seizure and tossing its jizz inside me just takes over everything. It's that powerful. So I wrapped my legs around him and held him inside of me balls deep, and grinded his cum into me. He was upset about it. I could have told him not to worry, but I like the thought of him actually pumping a baby into me, and having him sweat bullets about it makes it even hotter. I know that's awful, it's weird, but I don't care. I might be a bit crazy when it cums to sex, and you know what they say...Don't stick your dick in crazy. Anyway, he left me in his Jeep with a roll of paper towels he kept in there for some reason and told me to lock the doors when I was done. So I mopped up the baby goo and left him 3 or 4 jizzy paper towels on his dashboard. I did lock his doors. I'll never see this guy again. I'm okay with that. It was a good fuck. I got off hard, and so did he.
The second guy to find his way inside of me was Scott. I was hanging out with him at the Boothill, sitting in a chair feeling random dude's sperm greasing me up, and I got horny all over again...even more so than with random guy and his foot-long skinny weiner. So I rubbed Scott's dick under the table to get him ready and willing to sniff my ass on command or anything else I wanted him to do. I had him take us to my house, where I got him so worked up he didn't complain about licking my sperm-greased hole clean. He gagged a ton, but that just made me wetter, and poured more of the random guy's jizz into his mouth. He got me off super hard with his tongue. So hard I was fucked a little stupid by his tongue, and even though I didn't want to let him put his dick in me. It was a good decision. I could tell where Scott's dick wasn't reaching inside of my pussy like the other guy did. It was awesome looking at Scott's face as he pleasured himself inside my pussy, knowing he would never be able to touch me in the places the guy before him did. And I came again! And that was it. I came way too hard and intense all night, and that finished me off. I made Scott pull out of me, jerk off in his hand, and then made him eat it while I watched. Again, I know, weird, but I really do like seeing that. Power trip or something. Shut up about it, I like it, he's willing to do it to get inside of me, so it's all good. Then we went to Grandview, which is the local kind of strip club. They don't show tits, but they kind of show tits. It's a weird dynamic. I'll tell you about that later.
Friday it is. I am going to see Danny and Jay at noon. I plan on fucking Danny and his magical midget cock and making fun of Jay's underperforming beautiful dick. I like being mean to Jay. He brags too much, which is another way of saying he talks too much, and his dick can't back it up. His dick really can't back it up. Not even close. But still, he shit-talks. So it's my turn. I'm going to tell him his pudgy best friend with a small dick is an infinitely better fuck than he is. Then I'll tell him I don't even think of him as a man. He might as well become a tranny and fuck dudes because his dick certainly isn't going to make any chicks happy. It would if he didn't start ejaculating the second you touch his dick. I'm not going to tell him that, though. I like him as a 1 pump chump. It turns me on thinking about him when I'm fucking Danny. I'll let you know how that goes. I have a busy day. Bob is getting with me at my place at 3, but since Bob's dick is so big and Danny's so small...I don't think he will even notice Danny was inside of me before he was. I don't see the need to tell him. I guess I'll find out if he reads my posts or not. Bob, that is. He says he doesn't subscribe, but all the guys I fuck say that, and they end up subscribing. They get curious. Connor included. Where is Connor? He joined the Army and went to boot camp. He did the reserves, so I guess after he's done, he goes and learns a job and then, after that, back to Daytona. I guess I will see him in a week when he gets done with basic. He writes me the dirtiest letters. Keeps telling me how he wants to pump a baby into me. I would let him if I could. I can't. That ship sailed when I was 30. Gotta run, so I will catch up in a bit.
Ever watch a TV show and get horny? I hate that. I see hot people, and before I know it, I'm touching myself, thinking exactly what I would like to do with that person. Do you know what the problem is, though? Not enough hot guys. Too many dudes that look and act like chicks. Must be a woke thing. Look, let's be honest. You like looking at fit, trim, hot as fuck chicks that you just know have the most delicious pussy ever, but you also know you will never even get a sniff of it, but who gives a shit...still fun to look at. I like looking at the exact same thing, just replace the chicks with dudes, and it's all good. I'll never get to lick their testicles or feel their wonderfully fat and spongy cock stretch my insides in such a way I'll fall in love with them forever. Whoa... that's pretty specific now, isn't it? Who cares. It's all fun. It's called being alive. Sure, I'll never get to taste the sperm fresh and hot from Channing Tatum's testicles, but I can pretend it's his when I let Scott empty his balls in my mouth. I don't know why I default to that whenever I initially get a thing for a guy in my head. All I can think about is getting those long and round testicles to release their gooey ball slime into my throat. It's sexy fuck knowing I am eating something that I helped remove from inside of his body. Namely, his balls. I can look at them and think I'm going to eat his ball snot shortly, and as gross as that sounds...it makes me wet as fuck. Holy fuck. I'm getting weird as hell here. I'll cut it short.
I am on my second, going on my third day without getting my insides sprayed down with jizz. My holes have been dick free. Are you proud of me? I go through spells. Sometimes weeks at a time, and then, boom, a dick in every hole, every day until I gotta take a break lest I wander around with a sinkhole for an asshole and a canyon for my pussy. Plus, if the dicks are big...my jaw starts to hurt. Super hardcore slut problems. I am not complaining. I have just learned as I've gotten older to pace myself. So, I will be going into day number three tomorrow, but I doubt I'll finish tomorrow out without getting bred like the horny cunt I am. There is too much going on, and even if I didn't want to get my guts rearranged by a fat cock...I'll end up wanting to get my guts rearranged by a fat cock.
No. I don't drink. No, I am not an alcoholic. I just don't like it, and I really don't like the way it makes me feel. I don't understand the problem with that. People get mad when I get water instead of an alcoholic drink, like it's some kind of insult. I could care less what anyone drinks. I don't care if you want to drink until you can't stand. I don't recommend it, but you do you. So why would anyone care if I don't drink? I don't need booze to suck a dude's cock in a sports bar. In fact, I don't want to booze to dull both my mental and physical experience. I want the whole thing, 100%, no booze filter. Sure. A ton of chicks who are in porn, do content, cam, whatever drink to get the job done. Whatever, knock yourself out. I don't need it because I am actually there because I actually want to get five massive dicks to breed me. I don't need anything to take the edge off or give me courage. My pussy does just fine all by itself. Drugs...get out of here. I don't touch them. I don't even want the ones prescribed by physicians. Ibuprofen is as hard as I get. Drugs, weed, booze...they make women old. Cigarettes seriously age a chick. Guys are lucky...it's not so bad, but chicks that are in their 20s have more bags under their eyes than I do from the Weed, drugs, booze, and cigarettes. I would never touch them for that reason alone. I'm not lecturing anyone. All my friends are tipsy or high on a regular basis. I don't care. I really don't. Just don't get mad because I don't participate. My vice is eating poorly. I really do eat badly, but I'm active as fuck, so maybe that helps. Now excuse me, I have an order of 20 deep-fried, extra crispy wings with my name on it.
This morning I get some calls and texts wanting to know if I really asked Bryan to show me his dick. As if this would be some kind of shocker coming from me. The funniest part is they all act like I'm going to be ashamed if I did. They all got sorely disappointed by my reaction. I happily admitted that I did and was disappointed he didn't grant my request. So the "gotcha shame" thing didn't work out well at all for them. Why? Because I'm not. I wanted to see his dick, but he declined, it is what it is. Why wouldn't I want to see his dick? I bet he would have looked if I showed him my tits. In fact, I bet he would like to see my tits. Why is it a thing that I like to see dick? Who doesn't want to see dick? Well, I guess most of you might not want to see dick but substitute dick with pussy and I bet it's 100% "Yes...I want to see it!" Adults are such babies when it cums to sex. You know what else? It also lets me know Bryan at 30 yrs of age is a 10 yr old. He told everyone, and I'm sure with a gleeful smile on his face, that I asked to see his cock. If I were him I'd be embarrassed that I didn't show it when asked by an obviously interested MILF he had been flirting with all night. This is such schoolyard crap. Oh well. I'll find someone else to show me their cock.
I asked a guy last night to show me his dick while his friends stepped away. It upset him. I don't know why. I really wanted to see it. I really did. See...this is what I talk about so often. Both guys and girls talk a big game, but when it cums down to it...I'm left to walk the walk alone. He was like, "I'm not going to show you my dick! Are you insane? Is there something wrong with you!" Yet he was the one who was telling about his mad pussy eating skills two minutes earlier. I didn't ask to see his dick sarcastically. It was hard. I could see the outline of it, including the head of it, in his stretchy jeans. He was sitting right next to me. He was smiling at me while I stared at it. I was fixated on it for 10 minutes. Again, I really wanted to see it. I couldn't stop staring at it. It looked good. He had a pretty good sexy banter going all night long. I was in stupid fuck slut mode from seeing it. Dick's can do that to me, and it looked so right sitting there in his jeans. I just wanted it. I wanted to see it. I'm sure I had a sex-starved look on my face when I asked him. So when he kind of berated me a bit while everyone was gone, I was a bit taken aback. When they came back, he went right back to it like everything was good to go. So when we were all leaving, he came up to me at my Jeep and asked if I still wanted to see his dick. I said no. No matter how good of a dick he may have had...it would have been a huge disappointment. You know, I don't mind if someone gets mad if I'm getting a bit aggressive sexually, and it's unwanted. I get it. But don't lead me on by telling me how you can lick a pussy till it melts and then act insulted because I joined in on the fun and wanted to join the fuck party as well. In the end, it's too bad. His dick really did look delicious in his jeans.
Man...I'm still stretched out. I finally quit leaking Bob's cum this morning but I kind of miss that. I need to take a break today and maybe even tomorrow. Danny's dick is super small, but combined all the time it's been inside me along with Bob's that wrecked my cunt completely, in magical ways, but still...it's been canyoned out and destroyed. Though it would be fun to see what Danny's tiny dick would feel like. I'm not sure it would even touch all the sides of my box. Wonder if that would make him feel weird. Now I kind of want to do it just to see his reaction. He has no idea what Bob did to me yesterday. He probably doesn't want to know. But I do! I don't know. I really do need a break. Today will be a good day to hit the town and see who and what I can find. That is what I shall do.
Why the pics in the yellow dress this morning? Well, this is what I'm going to wear out and about today. It's long, but the cleavage factor is the bomb. So see what kind of reaction I get from it. I just took these photos. No edits, no stupid fucked up filters. So if you were to see me out and about...this is exactly what I would look like.
Someone said I was horrible for telling Scott I would leave him for Bob if he asked me to. I'm not horrible. I'm just being honest. He knew this well before I ever met Bob. I wouldn't leave him, leave him. Well...maybe I would, but not forever. Who else am I going to have to shave my pussy smooth for Bob? Someone is going to have to clean the house while I'm gone, and I'm sure Bob will need his car washed and detailed from time to time, as I'm sure I'll end up dripping his sperm out of my holes on the upholstery. Yes, I'm sure it sucks to have to do these things for a guy who has beaten you at everything in life. He's younger, he's stronger, better looking, and makes more money, and every time he makes me gasp when he sinks his cock into my guts, he will be taking a bit more of Scott's manhood. Yep, it sucks to be Scott. Such is life. He knew this was possible going into this with me. But the good news is I may not be faithful, but I'm loyal. He will be my guy until he says he's not. He just won't be the one I'm hanging out with or fucking. At least not all the time. Here's the good news for him. I really don't plan on Bob asking me to leave Scott for him. Not that I wouldn't want him to, because I would. That's hot as fuck. But it's not the way he's wired. He's still married with a kid, for fucks sake. But it's a dream scenario, and a girl can dream. Talk about having your cake and eating it too!
Bob used my holes like the pro that he is. I mean, he used them all. He fucked my mouth, pussy, asshole. Several times each. I didn't have much of a say. When I wanted to say something, he shoved his whale of a dick in my mouth and told me to shut up. That made me cum. Yep. I came sucking his dick and I barely even touched myself. Bob thought that was funny. He came to the conclusion I would do just about anything to spend time with his penis. So he made me lick his ass while I jerked him off. I hate licking a guy's ass. I really do. Despise it. But I came again while I was tonguing his asshole. This is a true love-hate type relationship I have going on with him. I love his cock and his body but fuck do I hate him. What a contrast from Danny. I admit it. I came way harder with Bob than I ever did with Danny. I just didn't realize it at the time. But...once his dick was in my asshole shoving my insides around...I knew Bob's dick was king. Kind of a bummer to be honest. I mean I'll still fuck Danny and his tiny little baby dick, I say that because compared to Bob's that's exactly what it is, and it will be fun but it won't be the same without Bob's dick knocking my kidneys around. Sometimes I forget how much of a subservient cum whore I become around Bob's penis. It's just one of those things I guess. It would suck if I didn't like feeling this way but I do. In fact, I love feeling completely owned by a man and his dick. It's amazing how much power a cock can hold over me. I wonder if I am the exception. I bet not. I know women are pretty focused on talking about dicks just about any day of the week. But I doubt a lot of them take it as far as I do. After Bob came in my ass he held his hand open cupping my asshole and told me to push. I filled his palm up with the sperm he just deposited in my colon and then he fed it to me. I just ate it. I didn't want to but I knew I would so I just cleaned the palm of his hand. Once I started I got a bit ravenous about the whole thing. I don't know what's up with that but that's how it went. In fact, I probably would have eaten a gallon more if it was available. Kind of makes me gag and wet at the same time thinking about it. Bob fucked my cunt to several glorious orgasms and he pumped me full of his jizz when he was done. He rushed me to put my dress on and told me to leave the sperm alone. He said, "Let it drip if it wants to." And that's exactly what it did. It plopped out with a loud smack on the concrete while I was walking down the steps of his building. He was with me and I thought he was going to tell me to lick it up. I would have done it. I wanted to lick it up. I was disappointed he didn't ask. It seemed like such a good waste of cum that was just inside his testicles, then inside of me, and ending up on the concrete steps. It would have only been proper to get it in my belly. But that didn't happen. He kissed me at my car. He asked me if I would leave Scott for him if he asked me to. I said yes and almost begged him to ask. He told me to tell Scott that and sent me on my way. I told Scott. He's trying to play it cool but I can see he's nervous. He should be.
I'm fucked out. As in all holes filled with jizz, pussy flapping in the wind, asshole whistling when I walk, and my jaw is sore from stuffing cock down my throat. So what I'm saying is, wow, what a day! Bob destroyed me in all the right ways. Broke me down, used me anyway he pleased, and made me cum so hard I squirted on his office floor. That's gonna need some attention. Anyway, I'm too tired to make any new content tonight, so you're getting this throwback from 2021. I was watching it this weekend and used it to masturbate...hopefully, you will do the same! 😉💦🍆
I'm off to Bob's office so he can turn me into his personal giant fuck hole like he always does. I always say I'm not going to turn into a blob of cum sponge for him, but I always do...thank goodness. Let you know how it goes.
