Alright, what was behind the post I put up this morning? A ..
Added 2021-01-27 02:06:43 +0000 UTCAlright, what was behind the post I put up this morning? A solid fuck with a solid jizz job on my tits, that’s what was up. I was up early today, say five or so and I was feeling it for some reason. I don’t why I was horny but I was. I got a text around 7am asking if I had plans tonight from a fuck buddy of mine here in Daytona. I said I did, but took a chance and said I was free now. Thirty minutes later his dick was inside of me, rooting around all the good places it could find. Well fucked, well spermed, well taken care of. That’s how he left me. A stretched wide open vagina, a chest full of nut, and I didn’t even have time to do my hair yet. If Jesus himself was watching, he would have been touching himself. It was that hot. A very good morning, I would say. He is married, so I am the side bitch. I’m OK with that. I get to send him back home and I have my house all to myself again. He is in one of those you might get laid every other month situations. Like I always say, keep your man’s balls empty and he won’t play ball anywhere else. Anyway, moving on. I got a new soft top for my jeep and I put the full steel doors back on. Myself. What a motherfucker that was. The doors just pop right on. The new top. Forget about it. All fucking day and I’m exhausted. Directions were for shit. But it is what it is, and it’s on. I can now drive around in my jeep without getting wet or freezing my tits off. Soft tops are not the easiest things in the world to get on and off as it is. A new one that the directions even say have to be stretched to fit properly is a bear. Especially by yourself. I’m just saying. I like to smile at people who don’t like me…. because I’m an asshole. Just saying. I smile a lot these days. On that note, if you like my posts, you sir are awesome. If they offend you, then your welcome. The guy I fucked this morning, he brought me flowers once. Just once. I told him I don’t want fucking flowers, you ding dong, I want an orgasm. Pitter patter lets get at her. Flowers. Poor attempt at foreplay, if you ask me. I could be wrong… but I’m not. Here is something you guys will never have the pleasure of knowing. That feeling of getting a load of nut dumped in your ass and feeling it dribble out three days later. Well, most of you guys. Some of you guys actually know what I’m talking about. You know who you are.
