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I didn't really have time to post much today. Was non-stop today. Did a bit of babysitting. I feel you. Not what you wanted to hear, but these things happen. Talk about getting wiped out. I haven’t been this tired in years. I’m ready for bed. Seriously. 

I did drop what I thought was a super witty bomb on some dude today while I was in the grocery store. He was trying to be all smooth and asked if I wanted to catch the sunset on the beach with him and his friends. I replied, “Watching things go down isn't my thing. I'm more into things that go up.” He got a little lost for words after that. 20 yr olds…they think they have the world by the balls until they don’t.

I like the thought of fucking 20 to 30 yr olds. I think I look good with their dick in my mouth. I was thinking about that after the short little conversation I had with smooth dude in the grocery store. He would have looked good inside of me. I have a sold mental picture of him slipping it in me missionary style. I love the surprised look they get the second the head of their dick gets past my pussy lips and slips in deep in me. Like they had no idea that was going to happen. Then, after a minute or two, if they last that long, they get their confidence up and then they breed me like they own me. I like that. Just saying.

Where to go now? I’ve been texting with my new BBC buddy. He wants to get together tonight, but I can’t. I’m beat and honestly, his stupid big dick has left me bowlegged and my guts feel like they lifted weights for the first time. They are sore like that. So, I told him tomorrow. He’s going to get back to me. Says he has to go out with his parents first. It seems funny a twenty-year-old has a dick that big. I wonder if I should ask his parents if he can impale me again? I should hook up with his dad and see what he’s packing. I don’t even remember what he looks like, but I could tell you about every wrinkle and vein on his cock. I’ll keep you posted.

Yes. Paul fucked me last night. He had a great time. All I got out of it was the satisfaction of knowing my pussy was still a massive gape and the only thing I felt was Paul’s dick poking around now and then. It was boring, but Paul enjoyed it. I didn’t have the heart to tell him no yesterday. He made me cum so hard less than a week ago. Goes to show you that if you cheat with a guy that has a giant dick…it can fuck up the sex with your husband or boyfriend big time. It feels reasonably tight again today. By morning, I think it will be all back to normal. But then I am trying to set up a date to do it all over again. I shouldn’t…but I can’t help myself. I want to make it disappear in my guts and be comfortable when it bottoms out. It’s no longer a challenge. It’s a crusade.

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