I constantly hear from the lady whose husband accidentally put his cock in my guts the other night. She now knows I have an OF and is livid that I posted about it. Lots of people thought that was tacky. I think it's okay. I haven't outed anyone, and anyone who knows who I'm talking about already knows what happened. The dummies subscribe to my page to see what I type next. I probably shouldn't call them dummies...but what's that saying? If the shoe fits....? If I had to explain one thing, and I've tried, to her, it would be this. I don't want your husband. I just wanted him to make me cum, and he failed at that. Even if he did get me off, I still wouldn't want him. I just wanted the cum, the one I didn't get. Erin can blame me all she wants. He would have made her so happy if we had never been caught because his dick was taken care of properly. Guys, do that. They go home to their wives and kids and become the perfect husbands and fathers. A solid testicle draining by a tight asshole from a willing chick has that effect. If they want to leave you, that's on the two of you...shit was fucked up way before I rubbed your man's cock off in my pussy.
Funny how getting lousy dick has a way of hanging around a girl. I'm still dealing with a bit of the fallout from Friday night. I apparently went too far. It's my fault, you see. I tricked him into putting his dick inside of me. I don't think so. He initiated it. I just didn't slow his roll. One person hysterically explained how I ruined his life by not stopping him from fucking me. When I explained that when he offered to put his cock inside of me, I accepted. Why? Because it sounded wonderfully delicious at the time. Again, the thing is, he approached me, not the other way around. Besides, he turned the conversation into a flirt fest, not the other way around. He also offered the tour. I certainly didn't ask for one. When he took me into the bedroom, he was the one who initiated physical contact. I didn't turn it down because he had a way about him that made me wet and sexually excited. So, what is my point here? I didn't talk anyone into anything. His dick ended up inside of me because we both wanted it to be there. Sure, it was a lousy fuck. Terrible fuck, if we are being honest. But that doesn't matter. Any consequences rendered from his dick being inside of me are equally spread. So, people need to lay off me. Sure, I have a track record. He probably knew that. He probably used that information to get what he wanted. Let me rephrase that. What we both wanted. I say that because I wanted his cock in me pretty damn bad by the time we got to actually doing it. It was a contender for the worst fuck I have had category but still, up to that point...I was desperate to know what his dick would feel like inside of me. Let me rephrase that. We were both equally desperate to know what his dick would feel like inside of me. We found out. It was a 30-second complete and utter letdown for me. It was 30 seconds of pure heaven for him.
I can't speak for him because I haven't heard from him since, nor do I expect or want to, but for me, there are no round two scenarios possible. If he knew how to fuck and got me off, I'd swear I'd never do it again and then stuff my belly full of his dick when nobody was looking. But this guy is, I think, in his mid to late '40s. He's been married a long time...his fucking skills aren't going to improve overnight. If he was single and the massive drama he brings with him wasn't a possibility, he would probably be that friend I fuck who eventually learns to master the art of all things pussy. I mean, I enjoyed talking with him. He was pleasant to be around. But he's married, and he got caught putting his dick in me, and the whole world is now on fire because of it. All too much for me. I got too much shit to do besides listening to lectures about how I should keep my legs closed.
I want to make a video or take some pics but I can't at the moment, so will just tell you about yesterday. It was kind of a hot disaster.
Yesterday was fun and a disaster all at the same time. I somewhat got caught fucking someones husband. His wife made a scene in front of a large amount of people that I didn't know, she did, but not me. It was awkward and I had to leave. I was kind of a one chick show at this place and the friend I went with abandoned me support wise. So I had to slink out of there while being screamed at and bombarded with every slur in the book. Look. I did it. I knew I shouldn't have but I did it anyway. I couldn't help it. He was cute, mid 40's, nothing to write home about body wise, but he was fun to talk to. The talk got on to the subject of sex. After being asked I admitted that I had been to nude beaches and swinger clubs. He explained how he wanted to watch his wife walk around on a nude beach and would be even hotter to see her dance nude in front of a crowd. I asked him what was stopping them and he said she wasn't interested in sex anymore and she got angry when he brought it up. Was he being truthful? I couldn't say either way. He asked me if I would do it for my husband if I had one. Duh. Of course I would and I told him so. It just went from there and I got wet. I can't help it. I can't stop myself from getting turned on. Can anyone? I'm sure whack job can but it isn't me.
Anyway, his wife and a large group of people went out back on the porch. He asked to show me the rest of his house and I agreed. I'm not stupid. I knew what he meant. I wanted to fuck him. So I went. I fucked him in his bed. It took all of a minute if that. I pulled my jeans down, bent over his bed, he slipped it in and about 30 seconds later I felt him pull out and then his warm jizz hitting my back. Complete disappointment. We didn't even get started. By the time I even got off the bed he had his pants up, zipped, shirt, adjusted, and was fixing his hair. He was done. That's when things got dicey. His wife and some other people were taking an actual tour and we could hear them coming. So I pulled up my pants, pulled my shirt down over his puddles of sperm that were now running down my back and ass crack and just about that time his wife opened the door.
I didn't admit to anything and neither did he but we didn't have to. She knew. Everyone knew. That's when the angry name calling began. I earned it. I fucked her husband, if you could call it a fuck, in her own bed. The bed she would have to sleep in knowing another woman emptied her husbands testicles just hours before in it. All I did was bend over, he emptied himself in record time, but the end result is the same. Her husband put his penis inside of another woman's body in her bed. That woman being me. I don't know this lady. Never met her before yesterday and even then only to exchange introductions. Then I introduced her husbands dick to my guts. I'm not a great guest. At least for her. So I walked out of the house with her chasing behind me yelling and screaming. She followed me to my Jeep, down the driveway and flipped me the finger until I turned the corner and was gone.
All of this would have been worth it if the sex was good. It wasn't. It wasn't even sex. Well, it was for him, but for me it was just a poke and a mess of snotty jizz on my back that I had to clean up when I got home. It's highly possible, this is why his wife isn't interested in sex anymore. I don't know. Who am I to say? I should of kept my pussy in my pants and just enjoyed the day. I didn't. So not only did I get a lousy fuck, I lost a friend and made a bunch of new enemies.
I have zero idea what happened to him. I haven't heard from anyone about it and I'm not going to initiate the call to find out. He knew damn well what he was getting into and I didn't talk him into anything. He thought he was talking me into something. He probably didn't expect me to put my pussy up in the air so easily, but he did nothing to turn it down. So, whatever happens to him, it's on him. This is going to make me sound like an awful person, but the thing I'm upset about the most is the lousy fuck. This could have been one of those epic, memorable experiences if I had a mind blasting orgasm just as they walked in. I didn't. I got nothing but a scolding and an awkward walk through a house as I tried to leave. I can't even find a way to masturbate to this one. I need to call Scott and get a good fuck in. That will make me feel better. Yes. That is what I'm going to do.
Someone asked me what makes me horny. I don't know. Sometimes nothing. I just get in that mood and it spirals faster and faster and before I know it, I am either rubbing one out or getting impaled on dick. Usually, if I'm being honest, I rub one out. If there is an available dick I pretty much use it to avoid such situations. Just saying. Anyway, let's get back on track. Porn makes me horny. A lot. A ton actually. The odd thing is I'm usually looking at women who somehow make me horny as fuck for dick. Go figure. Memes can turn me on. I was looking at one this morning that had a picture of a chick making out and holding the dudes dick in her hand and the captions were "Your wife no longer fucks her boyfriend...she makes love to him. She belongs to him now cuckold." It hit me big time. I was touching myself before I even knew I was touching myself. But yesterday, I liked a photo of an old fella with a horse dick. All I thought about for a while was milking that grandfather dick for every drop of sperm his balls could still produce. Shit. Now I'm thinking about it again. I suppose anything will turn me on, depending on how and when it hits me.
Gettting my MILF on...as well as swinging the tits around a few other things. Lets get this Friday kicked off right and dress for success!
Guys ask me questions about cuckold stuff all the time. They know I'm kind of into the whole thing, but I don't think they like my answers. This is not a lecture, just my point of view as a girl who is into guys who want to be cucks. First off, guys think their woman thinks like they do. They don't. Guys be like "She loves looking at me while he's fucking her." Said no chick ever. No, we don't want you around. That's swinger shit and even then, it's for the benefit of the guy. Thanks for offering to watch, but get the fuck out. I got a dick to fuck and I can't be myself when you keep staring at me. That's what we really think. Plus, I'm going to do things with him you may not like. Like get to know him while his sperm is dripping out of me. Maybe make out passionately because he really turns me on. I most likely might even start forming a romantically involved relationship with him. All things that an observer would put a huge damper on. Want to be cucks hates hearing this because it takes away most of the control they have over their girl. It makes them helpless and vulnerable, which is how a cuck is supposed to be. I would think the best part of being a cuck would be the thrill of the danger of me being lost to another man forever. It doesn't happen that often, but it does happen. To me, if you are an over possessive voyeur cuck with demanding rules...count on me dumping you for whoever I find. Seriously. Count on it. Scott's been a good cuck over the years. Sometimes he goes backwards on me, but for the most part, top notch. I have been emptying his balls since the beginning of time because of it. What am I saying here? If you are into being a cuck, be a good one. It will pay off.
Don't ask me if you can cum inside me. It's annoying and I have to think about it. Scott didn't @u125291845 and this was like 20 yrs ago. Look, if I didn't want you to cough up your jizz in my guts, I would have said something before we started. So don't kill the mood. Just pump a baby into me and be quiet about it. It's not like I'm not going to know you did it. It's most likely going to make me cum so hush. Especially if I already told you in the past to breed me properly.
What is my current fantasy? Why does anyone really want to know that? I don't know but people keep asking me. You really don't want to know. It's not normal and it's not nice. But, here we go. If I could pick anything right now at this moment it would be to get fucked brainless by my boyfriends rival, the guy he hates the most, at work in front of my boyfriend and all his colleauges. When I say fucked brainless I mean he fucks me so good I will end up licking the sperm off the floor after it drips out of my asshole. Thats how fucked stupid I want it to be. I know. Not your average everyday fantasy and worse yet, it's a long term thing that goes on and on for years...the storyline in head that is. I want his arch enemy to beat him at all the work projects and then claim me as the ulitmate prize. You get the idea. I'm going to stop because I don't need to get all worked up just yet. You get the picture though. Feel free to chime in though I doubt there will be many takers. I kind of have fringe sex fantasies not many people think of or want to. It's head game stuff so it gets complicated.
Porn chicks. The common sense that is absent amongst the many, not the few, is astounding. I was asked today what I thought about a girl who has a 16 yr who got caught smoking in her house by her landlord. She said he evicted her. I read the paper which so many people fail to do. He wasn't evicting her, he was terminating her month to month lease. Here nor there. He can do that and she has to leave. When she asked him why he told her, because they smoked inside his house. She had ashtrays laying around and I know I won't go in her house because it smells like cigarette smoke. Gives me a headache and a sore throat. I asked to read her lease to see if smoking was forbidden in writing. She said that it was but considered it a minor infraction. It might be something minor to her, but to the guy that owns the house, it's probably a massive issue. Anyway, he was let in the house to fix the clogged sink, her daughter was smoking in front of him, there were ashtrays around the house, and the house is permeated in the stink of cigarettes. He did nothing wrong, but now she wants to sue him. She's a moron. I told her to save her money because finding a new place was going to be expensive. She asked to move into the house with me. That was an enormous no. She's angry at me, but I won't let her smoke with her daughter in, around, or anywhere near my home. For fuck's sake, I can smell her the second she walks in my house. What's more, on the outside, everything seems perfect. Visit the inside and it's a drug blurred, alcohol fueled, mess. She hides it well, but regardless, I'm not going to have it anywhere near me.
Fuck me, I can't even go into the bathroom without the dogs following me. Worse yet... Rudy knows how to open doors. I need to switch to round knobs. Real life problems.
I got some dick today. Not allowed to say who. Boo hiss on that, but it is what it is. I'd tell you all the down and dirty stuff, but it's to be kept private...so he says. For now...for now.
I lost a dildo. Who does that? I can't find it anywhere and it's my favorite one. I need to check the yard and see if one of the dogs took it out there.
I think I'm going to get on Tinder and see what's up on there. I may be due to find a new dick friend. Tinder is such a mess though. If you don't have pics on there I'm not even going to look. If you are 2743 miles away... I'm not going to look. If you have photos and are under 25 miles away... I'll probably check it out.
Have you ever banged your toe in front of people and tried to act cool? Can't be done. I'm just telling you.
Someone reminded about finger fucking. It's a lost art. I used to get finger banged by the best of them back in the day. I'm not talking the stupid porn slam the digits in and watch me pretend to cum by p! $$ing all over the place style finger fucking. I'm talking about that nice slow down the pants, rub the clit, slip the finger in, rinse, repeat, mind blowing finger fuck. The kind of start to a date that leaves me drooling at the thought of tasting your sperm. Where did that all go? I used to love to let the guys take me on a date and put their hand down my pants while they were driving. They just got their drivers licenses so it was probably risky business but worth it! Scott fingers me all the time. I love him for it! I abuse him a bit. I make him finger me for half an hour, eat me for half an hour, then make him fuck me how I want to be fucked for who knows how long. Then, after I cum, I make him pull out and jerk off on me while I tell him how I was thinking about other guys while he was doing all of this. Sometimes, my phone will ring while he's trying to finish and I'll get up, tell him to finish on his own, and leave him all by his lonesome to whack it into his hand. I should be more considerate towards him. But I won't be. I enjoy it too much. He's getting his though, just after I get mine. Isn't that how it should be?
There is a guy who taking some serious heat. He used to be a director for Brazzers and he was a total dick. Awful person. I shot a scene with a guy name Jordan, I believe he passed away, with this guy directing where he wanted Jordan to ch0ke me. I don't get ch0ked. It's stupid, it doesn't turn me on and the only chicks I know who will do it do it for money. I made it clear it wouldn't happen. He got all pissy, kind of postured up like he was going to do something and realized very quickly he was starting something he couldn't finish. I finished the scene, everything went great, and the director even acknowledged it. I quickly told my agent, Jim South of World Modeling, I would never work with him again, the director that is. They knew who it was before I even told them. Shortly afterwards he was terminated from directing from every major company because he was such a loose cannon. Fast forward 20 yrs and he is still around doing his thing, but as his own production company. The same game is still working for him after all these years. Weird how it lasted the test of time. A simple no and make it final assures a win, but that's not how it works in the world of porn. Did for me though. So yay for me, I guess...and I still got paid. Double yay.
Who has the urge to fuck. I know I do. Show of hands for those who feel the same as I do. Nobody? Nobody at all? Well, that sucks and not the way I want it to suck. I literally cannot get anyone to cum and put themselves inside me today. What's up with that? Certainly not a hard dick. Oh well, toys it is. Man. The first day I have really had to myself and I can't even get laid. Such is life. There is always tomorrow!
Tomorrow I am planning on doing a titty fuck video. Someone suggested that and it sounded good. I like a good titty fucking. I prefer a smaller cock when I titty fuck a dick off. It fits and feels better and it gives me a mental high as well. I like making a guy disappear completely, especially when he cums. I can feel the head of his dick pulsing when it starts coughing up the jizz. But, video wise, you need a bigger dick for tit fucking. The whole visual thing kind of goes away if all you see is my tits. So, I'm going to ask Scott tonight if he will do the honors. I bet he does. His dick is almost 7 inches. Almost, but not quite.
I think I might have mentioned, I have someone who wants me to commit. Commit. I commit to sucking your dick whenever and wherever you want. What could else could you ask for in a chick? He wants to do things like go shopping, trips, hikes. I'm' like... Did I mention I'd rather just suck your dick? He asked me if I wanted a "Gentleman" in my life. I am thinking, sure, be a gentleman, hold my hair while I suck the spooge out of your balls. Is there a theme here? I think there might be. Look, I like him, I really do. Just not like that. Take me for wings, wash it down with a load of jizz, and catch you tomorrow. Is that asking for too much? Sure... I'll do cute things with him. Such as holding his hand... while I suck his dick. I know...what's with all the dick sucking references? Shit, I guess I'm in the mood for some serious dick sucking session and there's no one around to supply me with the dick. This guy could, but he's holding out for some kind romance novel version of me that doesn't exist. And I'm glad it doesn't exist. I like hanging out with guys and girls. I consider them great friends. Even better friends if I'm licking their genitals at the end of the night. If I'm lucky, I'm gonna be licking their genitals by the end of the night. Just saying.
Here is a set of pics I don't think that I have ever put up. I was reminded by the guy who took them. He wanted to see them again as he said he lost them. I found them. If he wants to see them again, there is a toll to pay. His dick in my cunt should pay the way for him. I'll let you know if he coughs something up for me.
People are annoyed when I send them messages with misspellings. If I answer messages on my phone, it's anybody's guess as to what might end up being sent. I get to go, and then the phone changes whatever the fuck it feels like, and before you know it, I've sent something completely unintelligible because I didn't proofread it. What would be a good joke to tell here? I know. The person who invented autocorrect should burn in hello.
Occasionally, do you just feel like a warm mouthful of balls? Probably not. Let me rephrase that. Is there ever a time when you just want a warm, wet cunt to soak your tongue in? You pretend it's a pussy. I'll pretend it's a cock. Though a pussy works for me, if I had to order off the menu, it would be dick. I'm kind of in that mood. I've been that way since I saw that guy yesterday at Lowes. I am absolutely curious, almost to the point of desperation, to find out what his dick looks like. I bet it's a good one. I just know it is somehow. It's almost as if I can taste it. You might not have noticed, but I'm wearing cock goggles at the moment. You'd wear them the same way you'd wear beer glasses, but instead of the alcohol running through your system, it's hormones going off the rails. It seems the older I get, the more often I'm wearing cock goggles. I'm okay with that!
What happens now. I have no idea. Nobody is around. My toys are around and I'm fighting with myself not to use them. I have high hopes a dick in shining armor will cum and stab me with his sword. Repeatedly. I should probably stop this right now before it gets too stupid.
Here's an odd set of pictures. I have to take them all by my lonesome at the moment, but I'm okay with that. I got what I need to get that done.
I had to go to the dentist today and get a root canal. Easy peasy. While waiting, I asked for a pen so I could write some of this down while I had it in my head. The lady gave me a pencil. Right off the bat, the tip broke. I learned today that writing with a broken tip on a pencil is pointless.
Look...I don't have a boyfriend. But I do know a guy who would get really mad if he heard me say that. Guys get all pussy tangled. I'm dealing with one right now, and I only emptied his balls once. I don't get it. It's just pussy. You stick your dick in it, pump some jizz up inside of me, rinse, repeat, then go home. I don't want to know about your feelings. Just fuck me, go home and quit making it complicated. If we get along and are decent in the sack, we will do it again...and again. Let it go at that. Seriously...I don't want to spend every waking moment with anyone. Girls get all fucked up with guys as well. I don't get it. I mean, I like them both, but for fucks sake...in measured doses. What really throws me for a loop is I encourage my fuck buddies to be with other people. Fuck marry them if you want. Works out best for me. Then I know you're going home on time. Sometimes I wish I had a dick to gag them with it when they talk too much. Anyway, just because my pussy jerked your dick off doesn't mean we are making plans to introduce me to your parents. It just means I jerked your dick off with my pussy. End of story. I'm just saying.
More bitching. I'm listening to a guy who I know didn't vote bitch about the mid-term elections. Listening to him is like reading in the car. It's okay at first, but then you start to get nauseous a few minutes in. Again...he didn't vote, so the only thing he is allowed to do is eat it however they serve it. I voted. Things went super duper for me here in Florida.
The best part about creampies is you can save them for later...just saying.
Whenever I hear someone say life is hard, I like to ask them, "Compared to what?" Annoys the shit out of people.
I pissed Connor off yesterday. I didn't go with him to his friend's party or whatever it may have been. I was busy. Needed to get shit done. He got all pissy, and I shut him down. Today he wanted to know where we stood with each other. Where do we stand? I wanted to say, "You're a 19 yr old kid that shoots a ton of cum. That's about all you got going for you...you stand where I tell you. What I actually told him was I only argued with him so I could hate fuck him later. I like hate fucks. It's like riding unstable dynamite...you never know.
I went to Lowes this morning. That's always a great time. Actually, I like Lowes and Home Depot, but that's beside the point. I saw this super hot guy walking around, so of course, I stalked him around the store. He was tight and right. We ended up waiting for the self-checkout together, but he just smiled at me quickly. I think I freaked him by staring at him while thinking, that's right, keep looking me right in the eye as you shower me with your cum. That didn't happen. He got out of there promptly. Too bad for me, mmm, what I would have given to suck that guy's cock. I seriously would have swallowed this guy's sperm right in the parking lot. He made my pussy that wet. The problem is...he obviously didn't feel the same. Well, there will be more. One of them will feed me.
Someone sent me a meme saying, "Stress is because you give a fuck." That's stupid. Stress is from getting a bad fuck. Don't argue with me on this. I know it to be true.
Good morning, Just a little video to get things going, the light was a bit harsh but you will have these things! Working on some new stuff for you. Trying to figure out what I should do. Suggestions are good, I will consider them so feel free to shout out what you want to see!
Real quick, I know it seems like I haven't been posting a bunch of times a day, and I haven't, but not because I don't want to. I just got a lot of shit to do. These last two storms have been adding to the workload around my house these days. The yard cleanup alone is daunting. I took last night off so I could get a break from the action, and it was awesome. So hang in there. I should be done with all of it today! I'm just winding up the last few things. Here are a few pics of some of the people that live on my beach that have a long way to go yet. I took them yesterday, there are hundreds more. I just got tired of walking. If you own a pool company around here, I would say you got a bright future ahead of you. I should start a pool company. I don't know fuck all about them, but how hard could it be? I'm just kidding. Don't lecture me about it.
Oh my, I did the walk of shame. How many 50 plus yr old's can say that? Do you know what the best part about being over 50 is? You don't give one fuck. I had the time of my life last night. So much so that I forgot to cum home. Why? Because I was busy cumming and soaking up sperm like a sponge. My neighbors watched me getting out of the car this morning, videoing this...I don't care. If they asked me what I did last night, I would tell them I was a fuck toy that got used in every hole, bred like a bitch in heat, and would do it again in a second if he called me and asked me to cum over and eat his jizz.
Anyway, finally, I had a good night. A very good night. Didn't spend a dime, didn't dress up, just a long night of dick, jizz, and orgasms. I wish all of you would have nights like that. It makes me feel so alive! Anyway, if you want to know more, I'll write about it, but the video pretty much explains itself. It's not great, it's hard to do shit with a selfie stick, but you get the point!
So, Connor, the pussy, he evacuated and didn't even tell me. The fucker left me here all by my lonesome to fend for myself. He said it was to get out of work. His evacuation ensured his balls wouldn't be evacuating anything inside of me. Fucker. Anyway, he said it was a good excuse, so he didn't have to go to work today or tomorrow, and he could stick it in me today when he gets home. I'm good with that. I'm going to make him video it, though, so I should have some good stuff tomorrow or Saturday, depending on when I get it put together and loaded up.
Those who I have hold my camera and snap pics for me better be careful...I'm getting pretty good at snapping pics and making videos all by myself. I'm just saying...they might want to be a bit more available...hurricane or not. Man, I'm a pushy dick, but, hey, I got porn to make. I took these pics with my Samsung Flip phone and a tripod. It should have been your tripod, but hey...a girl uses what she has!
Quickly, I'm going to answer the question about whether or not I am safe and did I have damage. No, I fear for my life, so if you tip me $250 immediately and repeatedly, I can feel safe and sound. See what I did there? Threw the old trusty porn chick scam of never letting a good disaster go to waste. Yes, for fucks sake, I'm safe. Thank you for asking. Did I have damage? Good God, man! My house is destroyed. For the love of all that is good, tip me $500 now and repeatedly, or I will never be able to survive! Oops, I did it again. Of course, I had damage. I always do. It's the same thing every time. My fence lays over, the gates do all kinds of weird shit, shingles need replacing, there is always a window that leaks when the rain hits it horizontally, and I have to pick up whatever crap blew into my yard, which is a ton of stuff. I never claim it on insurance because I fix it myself. Takes 2 or 3 days hard at it, and it's all back together. Generally for less than $100. It would be in the thousands if I hired someone, and they would fuck it up anyway. So, I do it myself, and no sympathy is needed for me. Do, however, feel free to tip me repeatedly and often...these dogs are eating me, broke the hungry bastards.
Got my internet back, so all good to go! Another named storm in the rearview mirror. Nicole. She sucked. Pretty weak if you ask me, but Ian softened everything really well, did all the heavy lifting and soaking, and then Nicole picked up where Ian left off, and now all the houses are floating in the ocean. Talk about taking the credit. I know a guy who built a house on the river, which is really the intercoastal waterway, at basically sea level. I went by today, and his downstairs is sitting at sea level...which is about six inches higher than his floor. Not a good time to say I told you so...so I didn't. But I was thinking it.
I meant to put this video up earlier, but I couldn't get it uploaded. Phones are all clogged up internet-wise as well. But everything is back up and running, so kudos to infrastructure mechanics. The other downside to hurricanes and such is that nobody wants to cum out and play. So, I played with myself!
I drove across a1a, which is about 300 yards from my house. I'd walk, but you get sandblasted, and that is never fun. Towards the end, you can see where the sea wall washed away. A few hundred yards south, it started washing away a few houses, but you can't get near those anymore. They put a curfew in place, but I quit listening to people tell me when I had to be home at about the age of 14. I can figure this shit out for myself...I don't need any help from the curfew police. Wonder if the curfew includes the crack zombies?
Two long storms right in a row. Im good with a hurricane now and then but both these bastards are fat and out of shape and move soooo slow. Couple of houses across the street are falling in the ocean. Walked over and looked at them and I give it a few more hours and then happy sailing...consider it a free cruise without having to get off your couch. I know, I am a rude bastard. Look the one going in the water as we speak is fricking multi million dollar stick house. It should float. For the billionth time... If you build a house on the beach dunes you are playing Russian roulette but with 3 bullets instead of 1. Just a matter of time. I guess the condo towers are in danger of collapse as well. They evacuated them earlier. The HOA fees are going to be a mother if they do.
Look, It's windy, dumps rain every 20 minutes, and gets windier, then dumps more rain. Rinse and repeat. This was the best video I could cum up with at the moment. Nobody wants to cum out and play because storm number two is on the way, and all the new "Floridians" are freaking out. They should be. They bought all those brand spanking new homes in notoriously low flood-prone areas...with big beautiful picturesque trees surrounding their homes that are also known as "widowmakers." If I were them, I'd buy a chainsaw and rent a canoe. Instead, they buy up all the bottled water because heaven help them if they had to use the tap. That's all I drink..tap water. I have a Britta and a Zero water, but still, it's tap water. Even if your water stopped working, and I've never seen that, what's the first thing a billion people bring to storm-damaged areas? BOTTLED WATER. Fill up your tub. I do. It's like 30 gallons or something like that. I have a shower I can use for a few days and a tub full of water that would last at least a week or two. But for fuck sake, quit buying 47 cases of water. It's embarrassing...to me. I have to live here with you people. You're making me look bad and ruining my storm cred.
Yep, I did my duty, voted, and got shit done. Wore this outfit for Scott and made him jerk off on me. I'll put the cum shot video up tomorrow! So, I guess, check out the video and let me know if you would jerk it on me in this fuckkini.
