It had been a few weeks since I set something up for the wife. I normally set up a few black guys to fuck and suck but we had been quite busy the past several weeks. I had two blackβ¦. Hands on top of my head, I try and catch my breath. My vision returns to normal, and I make my way down the steps.
I hate stair days. The following sounds like bullshit but I swear to God every word is true: Beginning with the spring of Hey folks!
I found a few minutes to post again. I think of this site as my "true confessions. Besides that I appreciate all the emails you've sent, and I'm truly sorry I can't respondβ¦. Her name is Yaris, and she looked good as usual clad in her blue halter-top and shorts. She was short with long black hair,β¦.
The news made me jump and cheered. I felt as if God hadβ¦. It felt like summer on this spring day. I turned right driving fast up Riverside Drive at a top speed when I finally stoppedβ¦.
I was in the bathroom, draining the tank as usual, when another man walked in and stood next to me in the open urinal--which looked more like a pig's trough with a drain in the center. I looked away, sinceβ¦. As you cuddle in to my arm the sent of a well-kept bomber jacket fills your senses. Your hand touches my black leather chaps.
