So., I let Ryan use my widened-out ass tunnel to masturbate ..

So., I let Ryan use my widened-out ass tunnel to masturbate his cock in. I find that sexy as fuck that I just bent over and gave him a mercy fuck with my ass, all while yawning and telling him to pick up the pace; I had things to do. The look on his face when I left was priceless. Bewildered would be a good description. I tried to rub one out on the way home thinking about it, but the traffic fucked that up. When I get home, Scott is there, and he’s the perfect masturbation material at about any given moment. I told him I had a few things to tell him. Details, that is. He loves the details. He knew I was getting fucked, but he had no idea who and how. I told him if he licked my ass while I used my vibrator, I would tell him about my “dates.” He questioned the word “dates” as in plural. I confirmed I had 2 dates. He agreed immediately. So, while I recounted my entire day, Scott had his tongue in my asshole up to his chin. It slipped right in. Why wouldn’t it? It was widened out twice, and two loads of sperm were pumped in for further lubrication. As soon as I got to the part about giving Ryan a mercy fuck, I came. It was good. Scott kept his tongue in my asshole, and I rode it until I got the post-orgasm shake. So, I finished the story with Scott stroking his cock, and when I told him how Ryan’s cum plopped on the floor, likely mixed with Rob's…he started to cum in his hand, but I stopped him and told him he could cum on my mound if he would lick it clean when he was done. He came on my mound and then snacked on his own ball snot while I watched him with a disgusted smirk on my face. It must be so humiliating for him, especially when he looks up at me, and his own jizz is dripping from his chin. But, for me, that’s masturbation material for later.

I’m going to bitch. So, leave now or it’s possible I may insult you. I got stuck today while some phone zombies were too busy with their phones to do their fucking jobs. One even put her hand up to me to hold on while she was texting and laughing at the same time.

I’m tired of people dancing around on social media. It’s the same fucking thing…over and over…and then over again. It reminds me of the Aerosmith Song with the lyrics, “It’s the same old story, it’s the same old song and dance.” I’m also annoyed that people think this is a skill in the sense that it’s worth anything useful. It was fun to see the first billion times. Now…it’s just getting painfully stupid. I know…sucking cock isn’t a skill that’s useful either. And it’s not, and I never claimed it was. But I’d sure rather watch someone, someone being a hot ass chick and dude, emptying their testicles into a chick's mouth than another annoying epileptic twerking session. Plus, when these girls are doing their little dance routine, they have this cringy “Look at me! Look at me! I’m special!” thing going on. When a chick gives a blowjob…the “look at me” thing takes on a whole new meaning, and it’s anything but cringy. I’m going to tell you this, and billions of people will hate and disagree. Porn is so much better for you than Tik Tok, or IG, or whatever it is you use for your social media fix. I don’t even consider porn social media. I consider it a tool and a luxury item used for no other purpose than to facilitate an orgasm. The only thing porn will do to you is make your dick hard, pussy wet, and give you some help to achieve a rock and roll orgasm. TikTok and the like are designed to turn the minds of people into thoughtless mush. And it has succeeded. They would rather give up their freedom than lose TikTok, IG, or whatever. They would rather watch videos of people at their worst than have sex. Those mushy-minded people will never recover, and it’s only worsening. You see them all the time. They have no shame. They sit around with weird headphones and eyes glued to their phones as an endless stream of mindless, no-thought-required entertainment seems to be flashing before their eyes. They wouldn’t even know you were there unless you kicked them in the head. They don’t want to work. They don’t want to be outside. They want to stare at their screen. Nothing else matters to these phone zombies. Some of the older ones are now having kids, and the parents are providing even the toddlers with screens to stare at. They use the phones as tools to keep the kids quiet…and it works but at a horrible price. Am I overreacting? I truly don’t know, but it doesn’t feel like I am.