Just Some Guy...

I do love it when an update from you pops up in my subscriptions ;)
However often that may be :)
 
fucking holidays

merry guiltday

happy stress month

glad it's over

thank you for your warm wishes

I had a tree

hahaha...don't hold back...tell me how you really feel
I like your tree...we didn't have one this year...we have a kitten..thought it was safer not to tempt fate
You're welcome for the wishes...always for you :kiss:
 
hahaha...don't hold back...tell me how you really feel
I like your tree...we didn't have one this year...we have a kitten..thought it was safer not to tempt fate
You're welcome for the wishes...always for you :kiss:

Kittens will ruin every tree

You'd be merely putting up a big plaything.
 
Better late than never.....

Happy Belated Christmas MG. Thank you for the photos/gifts of your fucking sexy body.

p.s. your tree looks nice too
 
My apologies in advance to anybody who received a notification to an email address they have not checked in years.

They say that dogs and their owners take on similar traits. My dog is half Jack Russell. Sometimes rabbits hang out in my backyard. He claws at the sliding glass doors until I let him out and the rabbits retreat into holes.

I have recently started a new job. There is a girl on a different shift who once worked for me 15 or so years ago. I have only come across her once since starting this job and she did not recognize me. Maybe it’s because I once looked like this.

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=803176&d=1195649530

And this.

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=217621&d=1066264118

I don’t recognize myself either. To be honest. And sometimes I think I should cut my hair and shave, but that does not make me look like I did back then. Not at all.

I woke up this morning with pain in my shoulders and realized I won’t look like that again. I’m tired and sore and old and I need to accept this.

And this is likely why I haven’t had sex in way too long.

I haven’t fucked in years. I mean really fucked. The kind where my palm is across her shoulders and my palm across her stretched neck as I hold her in place thrusting as the blood noticeably rushes through her body and her face contorts. Her palms feeling my stomach and hips. The kind of fucking that makes me feel like a man and leaves me exhausted and satisfied.

I think back to when this girl worked for me in the past and the girls who had little crushes on me. If I would have known then what I know now, maybe I would have taken advantage of it. Maybe I would have tried to get some of that raw energy out before it would all dry up.

Instead I’m old and saggy and wondering why I still try for am pics like I do.

And the girls who work for me now look at me like they do their dad’s friend who visits once in a while but there will be no fantasies.

I still communicate with the last poster on this thread. She says the same shit as the last post on this thread. “Looks good” is only a platitude and I really need to understand this.

I’ve long realized that people listen to music from when they were happies in life. Some revert back to their high school years. Some their partying 20’s. Some when they found love.

I’ll still belt out Interstate Love Song or Nearly Lost You if it comes on in the car.

But, really, I spend my weekends looking for new music all the time. I understand what this represents and don’t really care, but should.

Lit was social media before it really ever existed in a true form.

I see all these kids post their “thirst traps” on Twitter and know that it’s not an invitation for me.

Maybe it was for this guy.

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=217721&d=1066289633

This dog used to jump up onto the bed. Now he walks around and waits. He waits for me to pick his ass up and put him onto the bed. He’s tired and doesn’t have what he used to have.

He’s a good guy though.
 
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