Guys, tell me you can't resist a good cream pie. I dare you. Not one of you deviants hates cream pies. Of course not with all kinds of random people; we have to stay healthy. But if you've been with her for a while, you both are proven clean, and you've got an effective way to keep babies at bay, it's the best way to go if she gives the OK. They're just so raw and wild and free. It's instant reaffirmation that says 'I've got a tight bond with this great lady here AND I just had the best possible ending to some great sex.'
Showing posts with label orgasms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label orgasms. Show all posts
June 22, 2012
June 11, 2012
The Moment You've All (But Especially Me) Been Waiting For
On June 5th, we tweeted "Also, 600 followers=video of us. Just saying." Two days later, we hit that target and then some. After a day of shooting, a day of editing, and a day wasted waiting for Pornhub to get their shit together and put up our video (they still haven't), here we are.
I'm not sure if Blogspot will let us keep this up on their player, but I'm tired of waiting so fuck all the rules and let's test the boundaries. I figure after the explicit erotic photos and general words, the chances are high enough to try it out.
I'm not sure if Blogspot will let us keep this up on their player, but I'm tired of waiting so fuck all the rules and let's test the boundaries. I figure after the explicit erotic photos and general words, the chances are high enough to try it out.
May 18, 2012
Dear Jarrett: O's Ultimate To-Do List
These are my demands.
1. Fuck me in a restaurant bathroom between dinner and dessert. We'll eat hearty, fuck dirty, and then indulge in something rich and sweet. I want to still be creaming with a bite of deliciousness in my mouth.
2. Let me step into our strap-on and use it on you properly. Having a temporary dick makes me feel incredibly powerful. I want to fuck your sweet ass slow and deep, sticking Big Pink all the way inside you.
3. Bring me to a crowded public place--a concert, a full subway, hell, the fucking New York Stock Exchange. We'll fondle each other discreetly in the middle of everybody. We can pretend we don't know each other, we won't speak or look each other in the eye, only let our hands wander, brushing into each other as if by mistake. Then we can meet up somewhere cramped and discreet like a closet or space under a staircase and indulge in everything we had been holding back in public.
1. Fuck me in a restaurant bathroom between dinner and dessert. We'll eat hearty, fuck dirty, and then indulge in something rich and sweet. I want to still be creaming with a bite of deliciousness in my mouth.
2. Let me step into our strap-on and use it on you properly. Having a temporary dick makes me feel incredibly powerful. I want to fuck your sweet ass slow and deep, sticking Big Pink all the way inside you.
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| Me using Big Pink on myself |
3. Bring me to a crowded public place--a concert, a full subway, hell, the fucking New York Stock Exchange. We'll fondle each other discreetly in the middle of everybody. We can pretend we don't know each other, we won't speak or look each other in the eye, only let our hands wander, brushing into each other as if by mistake. Then we can meet up somewhere cramped and discreet like a closet or space under a staircase and indulge in everything we had been holding back in public.
May 10, 2012
Counter Rubbing Pt. 2
Like I said. Counter tops.
Counter tops are great. They aren't for everyone, and they aren't an orgasm-guarantee, but that's kind of why I like them. They offer the ultimate form of tantalization. You get just enough heat between your legs to get you started, and, after you get really good at squirming around on an edge, you might even find your cheek pressed up against the mirror whispering someone's name as a gush of pussy juices melts out of you in slow ecstasy. You never know until you try.
This is how it usually goes for me:
This is how it usually goes for me:
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