Sex sex sex
It's all I seem to write about. But then, it's fun. Hmmm
My boss and I are close. She's cool, worked as a prison guard in a max prison, has a huge boob job, smokes pot, and invites me into her merriement. Which is funny, because she laughs like a jersey girl when high.
She got blasted one day while we were at work and no customers were in, so we locked the door and she showed me how she gives a proper blow job to her man. I laughed too hard at one point and coughed potato chips everywhere. Don't knock it, it bloody hurts. She said the key thing is to spread their legs so far they can't really move and then stroke them lightly. I think that's dirty pool. But then that's me
But I've noticed something when people start talking to me about sex. The happiest couples have orgasms, and the ones who don't make you get booger icicles from standing in the same room with them. Not that they're without passion, certainly not. I know several passionate people trapped in orgasm-less marriages or relationships. The scary thing I've noticed is that young people, mostly girls, don't know what their relationship is missing. They know when they fuck that they don't come, but that couldn't be why she's beginning to resent him. It just couldn't.
Birds gotta fly, fish gotta swim, and people need to come.
I leave you with this thought
My boss and I are close. She's cool, worked as a prison guard in a max prison, has a huge boob job, smokes pot, and invites me into her merriement. Which is funny, because she laughs like a jersey girl when high.
She got blasted one day while we were at work and no customers were in, so we locked the door and she showed me how she gives a proper blow job to her man. I laughed too hard at one point and coughed potato chips everywhere. Don't knock it, it bloody hurts. She said the key thing is to spread their legs so far they can't really move and then stroke them lightly. I think that's dirty pool. But then that's me
But I've noticed something when people start talking to me about sex. The happiest couples have orgasms, and the ones who don't make you get booger icicles from standing in the same room with them. Not that they're without passion, certainly not. I know several passionate people trapped in orgasm-less marriages or relationships. The scary thing I've noticed is that young people, mostly girls, don't know what their relationship is missing. They know when they fuck that they don't come, but that couldn't be why she's beginning to resent him. It just couldn't.
Birds gotta fly, fish gotta swim, and people need to come.
I leave you with this thought