The Isolated Blurt Thread XXX: Well Endowed Cock Sleeves

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The dog alerted me to shenanigans going on in the yard.

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Dayum. Momma's a tusker !!


 
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So, I feel as though I have no words to share. Kinda like drinking a milkshake; you suck and suck but only get air. There's a thick knot of cream, immobile, and preventing you from the goal- the yumminess along your tongue. I know there are words inside. I know because I sit here and my chest fills like it could burst. There is a swell of emotions sitting on my gut, pushing and pulling at me.

I was thinking about intensity last night. More about the balance of things, in life. The yin and yang, the dark and light, the love and indifference...and how I don't live a middle of the road life. I feel every single emotion with a fever that frightens me, at times. It can be exciting and exhilarating. But when I'm in the midst of the scary dark, I poignantly acknowledge the monster in my closet.
 
For the man with huge hands....
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I own one. It serves a purpose.

It's difficult for someone to claim they own something that's got my name on it in large letters.





(It also has a distinct, intoxicating and very strong smell)

 
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