Post 1 of 2: Happy Sunday morning, everyone. Hope all is g..

Post 1 of 2: Happy Sunday morning, everyone. Hope all is going well. I am having a minor lack of penis problem, and last night did not solve that problem. I know you all think I can get laid 24/7 but reality is, I can’t. It isn’t as easy as one thinks. I run into the same problems you do. Let’s talk first. Maybe go on a few dates. I think I said this in an earlier post, talk to your therapist, the only talking I want to do is pointing out where I want you to leave your sperm in me. People these days, too much talking, not enough action. It’s putting my vagina into a recession. I do prefer a “bull” market, if you know what I mean. I have some prospects today, we shall see how they turn out. I will keep you posted. I did not get laid. I did not get paid. No mess in my pussy was made. I went to the bar; I flirted, and I flaunted, but I had to leave in my car as all the dicks were undaunted. Not a one stood up, not a one got hard, I thought I would get stuffed if I played the right card. I needed a good fuck; I needed a good reaming, even a good suck, filling my mouth with semen. That’s all I got, but pretty much sums up the night. Have I ever been caught masturbating was the question. Of course. Probably more times than I have fingers to count. I have caught other people beating their meat as well. One time I caught this guy in my bathroom beating off and I offered to swallow his load. I was serious. His penis looked so edible sitting there in his hand, all hard, veiny, fat and purple. His face turned the same color as his dick and his dick went from hero to zero. He was limp before he could get it back into his pants. I thought it was an excellent offer. He apparently let the shock of him getting caught stroking off to get the better of his dick. I never saw him again after that, so his dick never knew the pleasure of letting his jizz flow down my throat… which also means I never got a bellyful of his cum. We both lost out on that one. What happens if you catch me? I like to keep eye contact, but again, people are more shocked that they caught me fingering myself than I am being caught. I am happy to let them finish watching, I might even invite the right person to join in/help out. But they run away like it was some kind of big deal. To them, I guess it is. To me, I’m just getting off… what’s the problem? People often ask me to meat with them sight unseen, cold call, blind date. I often refer to my serial killer code. Never meat with people you don’t know lest you end in a hefty bag or four on the side of the highway. Yes, I know I made a spelling error. I have to. Try it yourself, write it down, hit send, it won’t work. Plus, some of the crazies I have to deal with on here definitely reinforce my serial killer theory. Someone asked if I get recognized a lot. No, I rarely do. The world is a big place and my footprint on it isn’t really any bigger than most peoples. Plus, I’m wearing clothes. Most of you know me with little to no clothes on, so the outfits throw you off. I think if I walked around naked a bunch more people would recognize me. I’d do it, but we still have to pay cash bail here in FL and I would eventually run out of money.