I started my first kink blog in December of 1999.
It’s been a strange twenty-one years.
Tag: memories
Who was the last celebrity you masturbated to?
Who was the last celebrity you masturbated to?
Oh good lord… I dunno? It’s probably been twenty years.
Britney would be a solid guess; maybe Elisha Cuthbert. Someone in that vein.
Who was the last celebrity you masturbated to?
Oh good lord… I dunno? It’s probably been twenty years.
Britney would be a solid guess; maybe Elisha Cuthbert. Someone in that vein.
How was your day?
How was your day?
This was asked a few days ago, so I’m not sure. But chances are:
- Someone whined and was patronized relentlessly.
- Someone moaned about being blobby, and was told to get off her ass.
- Someone cried because the pandemic is a miserable, lonely hell, and was assured that it’ll get better.
How was your day?
This was asked a few days ago, so I’m not sure. But chances are:
- Someone whined and was patronized relentlessly.
- Someone moaned about being blobby, and was told to get off her ass.
- Someone cried because the pandemic is a miserable, lonely hell, and was assured that it’ll get better.
Could you ever see yourself having loving sex? have you ever?
Could you ever see yourself having loving sex? have you ever?
I’m not sure how to answer the question. I’ve never had a one night stand, and I’ve never fucked someone I didn’t care about… does that qualify as “loving”?
Or are you asking if I’ve ever had gentle, candlelit, symmetrically orgasmic heavy-petting-with-a-side-of-penetration sex?… Read the rest “Could you ever see yourself having loving sex? have you ever?”
Could you ever see yourself having loving sex? have you ever?
I’m not sure how to answer the question. I’ve never had a one night stand, and I’ve never fucked someone I didn’t care about… does that qualify as “loving”?
Or are you asking if I’ve ever had gentle, candlelit, symmetrically orgasmic heavy-petting-with-a-side-of-penetration sex?… Read the rest “Could you ever see yourself having loving sex? have you ever?”
Wait. What? You fucked a girl in the Olive Garden in Pasadena? You live…
Wait. What? You fucked a girl in the Olive Garden in Pasadena? You live in the LA area? Apologies. I’m new to this blog. But also, Olive Garden has never been fine dining, here in Pasadena or anywhere else…
Nope, I’m nowhere near California.… Read the rest “Wait. What? You fucked a girl in the Olive Garden in Pasadena? You live…”
Wait. What? You fucked a girl in the Olive Garden in Pasadena? You live in the LA area? Apologies. I’m new to this blog. But also, Olive Garden has never been fine dining, here in Pasadena or anywhere else…
Nope, I’m nowhere near California. I know a number of people wish I were, but sadly, no.
And yeah, Olive Garden was already a sitcom punchline by that time, but we were in our early twenties, and had neither the cash nor the palates for fine dining.… Read the rest “Wait. What? You fucked a girl in the Olive Garden in Pasadena? You live in the LA area? Apologies. I’m new to this blog. But also, Olive Garden has never been fine dining, here in Pasadena or anywhere else…”
… Read the rest “”I just saw someone getting shamed for reblogging me. And I’ll be honest with you: I like when a girl takes a hit in my name. Nothing makes a man feel more like a god than a woman who subjects herself to scorn in praise of him.