You’re not done eating her out until she grabs you by the hair and pulls you up because she can’t handle it anymore.
That’s quitter talk.
If she can’t handle it anymore, then shit is just getting interesting.
Talking, teasing, manipulating, debating, and delighting
You’re not done eating her out until she grabs you by the hair and pulls you up because she can’t handle it anymore.
That’s quitter talk.
If she can’t handle it anymore, then shit is just getting interesting.
I’m a horrid procrastinator because I’m an egregiously obsessive perfectionist with a firm grasp on reality. I frequently refuse to reply to messages, not because I don’t want to talk, but because I don’t want to spend an hour precisely articulating a response.
Interestingly, I also happen to…
Why are you so freaking adorable, mister?
It’s a ruse to lure little girls to their doom.
Seriously. His sadistic intelligence is just too good to resist!
Boys don’t like me because I’d rather flirt with their fathers than them
bet the fathers like you. I know I would. Flirt with me, or better yet, have sex with me, I’m father age.
I would make fun of you for your poorly worded attempt of trying to harass me, but I cannot get over the fact that your url is oldnakedguy and therefore I do not think I have to make fun of you at all
Someone needs to.
“Have sex with me, I’m father age.”
Jesus Christ, that’s just spectacular.
Priceless.
babygirl-loveslightpinkthings:
Why do I hate pubic hair on girls
I don’t know about you, but for me, a bush is something you hide behind. I prefer my girls as naked and vulnerable as possible.
My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions. I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality. And it will be the death of me.
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Every man who has ever fancied himself a writer owes his entire sexual history to this trait in women.
littlepainslut would make a lovely puppy. More pink and plenty of pretty bows and frills: she’d be a fancy little lap dog.
Not to mention my hair would be better..
I like that you’re being catty while contemplating being a puppy.
Before you know it it’s 3 am and you’re 80 years old and you can’t remember what it was like to have 20 year old thoughts or a 10 year old heart.
If it’s any consolation, most of your 20 year old thoughts will turn out to be incredibly stupid and best forgotten… but the few important ones will stick around as long as you need them.
Earlier today, my cunt actually said “Don’t be creepy, Daddy.” She might as well tell water not to be wet.
Earlier today, my cunt actually said “Don’t be creepy, Daddy.” She might as well tell water not to be wet.
There is nothing sadder than having to tell a man to hit you harder 🙁
My first time hitting a woman (in that far away land called “the early ‘90s”) she had to tell me to go harder, and it literally killed the relationship. She loved me, but just couldn’t settle for a guy who she had to coax into treating her like a woman. I was crushed, but in retrospect, I don’t blame her at all.
It was a lesson I only needed to learn once.