Just when I thought my blue balls were going to explode at work today, an old fuck buddy of mine got in touch to say hi. I explained my situation and by the time lunch rolled around, we had a plan to fill his deep throat with all the cum he could handle.
And he could barely handle it, swallowing as much as he could and spraying the rest on my thighs as he choked on my giant load…
This sexual drought is killing me. I couldn’t tell if the waiter last night was flirting with me, my gaydar is totally on the fritz and I’ve even found myself getting turned on by much younger men.
Hmm. I was kind of disappointed by this one. Maybe it’s that they’re fucking in what looks like the middle of nowhere, in other words, with no chance of getting caught.
I don’t need a pretty view to inspire me to fuck someone, so maybe they’re trying to sell romance? I just don’t get that vibe here…