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Tricks with new penis length? :)
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Asanon;711418 said:
lol, that was good
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Asanon;711418 said:
Damn DLD don't let any dragons near your cars.
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I just did that two hands thing, just for the visual and her talkback, and tell her friends. After that, no hands, and she didn't use any hands either, for balance. I respected that.
I did different teasing, similar idea, shallow, some g, all spots. She said I squirted, I said no you squirted, we argued, but time will tell, every time.
Thanks to this site's "members", I had an idea how to avoid the violent, raging woman,"you fucked up my bizness", next day problem. Moving past the Korean sex doctor's useless warning that more than 6-3/4" is just useless and you can't stick it all in, I followed the knowledge of "members" here and went for the pockets. Korean sex doctor was good on movements, though.
I was making sure I was gentle around the cherry and in the pockets. She started saying I should come with her, but I explained that she and her friends had been talking about "kicking ass" so I didn't want that. They also said,"He's not going to like me", which means go to the doctor and dentist, not plug it.
I find it difficult to express emotion, so I couldn't bring myself to tell her that I just wanted to keep on going. I just said she and Secret Victoria said,"kicking ass", so I had trained myself to kick her ass and I couldn't really go back to squirt and pay, squirt and pay, etc. I could say that. I also didn't want to give away about the acupressure spot for endurance, or the electric chi heat thing that started happening--it's a man thing.
I am afraid to let her pull her knees up again. Everything is going so well. I don't want her to get violent and raging again the next day!
I don't think I should fuck her sister, because the men in the grocery store were singing,"You got the wrong one, bebe", when I took her sister to the store. The street tells me everything!
I'm afraid to fuck Secret Victoria, because a man was singing,"End of My Journey". That might be really good, or, really bad, so that's risky. Maybe he means she's a setup queen. She did whisper something about six years in prison. She brought me somebody's wallet after her friend told her something, you know what. Her friend gave me her atm card once--that's good I think but I'm afraid of responsibility--maybe I should run away now.
My penis exploded during manual exercise--you need to know which doctor before that!--I was too embarrassed to go to a strange doctor so I just sopped up the blood with my favorite shirt. Three months later there was just a little stinging but I started to hang, not stretch, and now I'm up to ninety pounds for 30 seconds. Funny, after a while the bruising stopped! Phallosan and pmp look interesting, but I'm not sure how many more credit cards are going to come in the mail! A car saleswoman put me in a car after I explained I hadn't worked in a couple of months because I didn't have a car and I was penniless--she just wanted to use me to get a car off the lot, I know, more female aggression. The seats fold down. Two women seemed to be on ecstasy, they kept saying they loved me and wanted to listen to NPR and try different positions. Nice car.
On Barnaby Street SE there was this girl with signature legs so long and perfect. Wow, was she angry. I'm starting to learn about women's rage. She kept saying she was going to fuck somebody up. It was kind of like the other woman coming to my bedroom with a kitchen knife. They're always talking about killing people. A little one told the father of her baby to "merk" me, but, again it was just that women's rage thing, no problem, kind of ppd too in her case. The women who really kill people, bank robbers, armed robbers, I don't mess with them yet. They're kind of like junior pimps. I just give them rides to the bootlegger in the alley, nothing else.
Then there's women's fear. That one with the nice cherry and pocket action, she told me to leave where I was when the big club diva bouncer left, or something might happen with the three young women, the one with the Mercedes and the pretty colorred hair girls. So I left. That could be wrong, because her fear might just be like her rage and that merk stuff and the long legs girl wanting to have sex in the street in front of her mom's house because her uncle--"your brother"--pimped her unacceptably--but the mood passed uneventfully, well, she did pull her tight gym shorts down in front of her mom's house--she shaves, cool. I gave her my tank top to wipe after a major pee. End of rage.
I think I like women. There were these two, one wearing black stockings and a man's tutu, and the other explaining, their crowd, they were from Ballston and Adams-Morgan, not Barnaby and Chesapeake, their crowd, 4 of 5 haven't decided if they want to be male or female yet. I think I'll stick with the primo old ghetto underground clubs for now, simple city.
I did different teasing, similar idea, shallow, some g, all spots. She said I squirted, I said no you squirted, we argued, but time will tell, every time.
Thanks to this site's "members", I had an idea how to avoid the violent, raging woman,"you fucked up my bizness", next day problem. Moving past the Korean sex doctor's useless warning that more than 6-3/4" is just useless and you can't stick it all in, I followed the knowledge of "members" here and went for the pockets. Korean sex doctor was good on movements, though.
I was making sure I was gentle around the cherry and in the pockets. She started saying I should come with her, but I explained that she and her friends had been talking about "kicking ass" so I didn't want that. They also said,"He's not going to like me", which means go to the doctor and dentist, not plug it.
I find it difficult to express emotion, so I couldn't bring myself to tell her that I just wanted to keep on going. I just said she and Secret Victoria said,"kicking ass", so I had trained myself to kick her ass and I couldn't really go back to squirt and pay, squirt and pay, etc. I could say that. I also didn't want to give away about the acupressure spot for endurance, or the electric chi heat thing that started happening--it's a man thing.
I am afraid to let her pull her knees up again. Everything is going so well. I don't want her to get violent and raging again the next day!
I don't think I should fuck her sister, because the men in the grocery store were singing,"You got the wrong one, bebe", when I took her sister to the store. The street tells me everything!
I'm afraid to fuck Secret Victoria, because a man was singing,"End of My Journey". That might be really good, or, really bad, so that's risky. Maybe he means she's a setup queen. She did whisper something about six years in prison. She brought me somebody's wallet after her friend told her something, you know what. Her friend gave me her atm card once--that's good I think but I'm afraid of responsibility--maybe I should run away now.
My penis exploded during manual exercise--you need to know which doctor before that!--I was too embarrassed to go to a strange doctor so I just sopped up the blood with my favorite shirt. Three months later there was just a little stinging but I started to hang, not stretch, and now I'm up to ninety pounds for 30 seconds. Funny, after a while the bruising stopped! Phallosan and pmp look interesting, but I'm not sure how many more credit cards are going to come in the mail! A car saleswoman put me in a car after I explained I hadn't worked in a couple of months because I didn't have a car and I was penniless--she just wanted to use me to get a car off the lot, I know, more female aggression. The seats fold down. Two women seemed to be on ecstasy, they kept saying they loved me and wanted to listen to NPR and try different positions. Nice car.
On Barnaby Street SE there was this girl with signature legs so long and perfect. Wow, was she angry. I'm starting to learn about women's rage. She kept saying she was going to fuck somebody up. It was kind of like the other woman coming to my bedroom with a kitchen knife. They're always talking about killing people. A little one told the father of her baby to "merk" me, but, again it was just that women's rage thing, no problem, kind of ppd too in her case. The women who really kill people, bank robbers, armed robbers, I don't mess with them yet. They're kind of like junior pimps. I just give them rides to the bootlegger in the alley, nothing else.
Then there's women's fear. That one with the nice cherry and pocket action, she told me to leave where I was when the big club diva bouncer left, or something might happen with the three young women, the one with the Mercedes and the pretty colorred hair girls. So I left. That could be wrong, because her fear might just be like her rage and that merk stuff and the long legs girl wanting to have sex in the street in front of her mom's house because her uncle--"your brother"--pimped her unacceptably--but the mood passed uneventfully, well, she did pull her tight gym shorts down in front of her mom's house--she shaves, cool. I gave her my tank top to wipe after a major pee. End of rage.
I think I like women. There were these two, one wearing black stockings and a man's tutu, and the other explaining, their crowd, they were from Ballston and Adams-Morgan, not Barnaby and Chesapeake, their crowd, 4 of 5 haven't decided if they want to be male or female yet. I think I'll stick with the primo old ghetto underground clubs for now, simple city.
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It feels good to be over 8 inches in length. Confidence booster.
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