Had a nice visit from some local hotties I hang out with fro..
🕑 Added 2024-04-23 15:46:05 +0000 UTC
Had a nice visit from some local hotties I hang out with from time to time yesterday. I want to be so gay with one of them so badly it’s painful. I mean it. It makes me ache because I want to sniff her ass so bad. I feel like she will have that perfect smell. Not perfectly clean and soapy smelling, but that slightly sweet, musty scent that tastes as good as it smells. I’ll never know. Her name is Lexi. Or maybe it’s spelled Lexy. I don’t really know. I have asked Lexi to please let me explore her body with my tongue. She declined, saying she had zero desire to be with any woman, be it me or anyone else. I understand. I am not pushy. I have made my desire known to her, but she declined, and I accept that. That doesn’t mean I don’t mentally picture her opening her legs for me and letting me tongue fuck both her holes. I simply can’t help that. Anyway, they were talking about the perfect size cock for them was 7 inches, aka 18 centimeters. I said I knew a couple of guys but doubted they would be willing to cut 2 or 3 inches off for anyone. That piqued Sandra’s interest. She asked if I was serious that the one guy had a 9-inch dick. I said it was 10 inches fat, and I personally have experienced its magical wonder in my guts more than a few times. Things went round and round, and now we are at the point where she wants me to introduce David to her. I told her he wasn’t Mr Hotty with a body. Just a regular dude, chubby but swinging a 10-inch dick. She backed off at that. She is superficial like that. Several hours later, as they were getting ready to leave, she asked me again about David. Wanted to know if I had a picture of him. Which I do, and I shared it with her and then showed her one of me holding his dick. She said thanks, but he wasn’t for her, he was too heavy. An hour after that, she called and asked if I would still be willing to set them up. Specifically, I would go along with her on a sneaky undercover get-to-see-him-and-decide kind of date. I said no. I like David. Not for his dick. I like David for David. Sure he’s carrying quite a bit of extra weight, and he’s not Mr GQ. But the second you start talking with him that all melts away. In my mind, Sandra isn’t good enough for him. So, I set her up with Rob. He's the most narcissistic person I have ever known. They should get along fabulously. They are going out on Friday. I’ll be there for about 15 minutes to make the introductions, and then she can see what she thinks about a dick an inch shorter and nearly as fat as Davids's dick. Kind of like a big dick starter package. I should get a TV show deal. Call it Dick Dates.
