I met a guy yesterday who lives on the next street over. He’..
🕑 Added 2024-02-05 17:36:54 +0000 UTC
I met a guy yesterday who lives on the next street over. He’s married, has got kids, dogs, all that good stuff. I think I’m going to fuck him. I can see myself being folded over and pumped full of sperm by him. He’s not the greatest-looking guy, but he’s nice and fun to talk to. I feel like he would be even more fun if he had his dick inside of me. Not to mention, I miss having someone within walking distance who would breed me on a regular basis. Connor was the last one. He lived directly across the street. He’s married, and as creepy as it sounds, that makes it all the better. I get wet thinking about running into his wife, walking their dogs, knowing I have a load of her husband's sperm swimming around in my stomach. If you have never looked into another person’s eyes, knowing that unbeknownst to them, their spouse’s cock was in my mouth feeding me cum an hour earlier, you haven’t lived. It makes me warm and fuzzy just typing that out. I’m getting way ahead of myself. I don’t even know if I can get him to let me touch his dick. The vibe was there yesterday. It sure feels like he wanted to let me taste his dick. I’m usually right about these things…I hope so. What about his wife? I don’t know really what to say. I don’t want to marry the guy. I just want him to pump sperm in my guts and then go home to his wife. I’ve seen her. I’ve talked to her. She seems to be a lovely person. She’s not hot. She might have been at one time, but she ate one too many Big Macs, and now she is a Big Mac. I have no idea if they fuck or not. I wouldn’t fuck her. Look, when it comes to women, sexually, that is, I’m very physically oriented. What I’m about to say isn’t nice, and it isn’t up to speed with the woke code of conduct, but with women, I don’t really care about personalities. I really only care how they look. I have no draw to heavy girls. I’m not into big fat butts and loose guts on girls. Fat on girls does nothing for me. Not that my skinny ass is appealing to them either, I’m just saying I won’t be licking anything between two chubby thighs. Funny, though, with men, I don’t really care. Personalities go way further than physical appearance. Which is kind of a lie as well. If I see a super fit, beautiful man with the personality of a snake…as much as I dislike him, I’ll still let him try to pump a baby in my guts in a bathroom stall 15 minutes after being introduced to him. I just won’t hang around with him afterward. It’s the orgasm I’m after, not the guy himself. Guys that are fun to be with get way more attractive over time, so the whole attempting to pump a baby in my stomach process is a bit slower. But in the end, the guys who aren’t book cover models but are fun to hang with end up getting more pussy for extended periods of time. At least, it feels that way to me. I could be wrong. I think they get a better-quality fuck from me as well. I want to make them happier.
