She had long blond hair, long sexy legs, and a plunging, sleeveless dress with tits that did not stop. They begged to be released. I sat there high and horny staring at that juicy rack. I was salivating. I was so hard my organ was trying to burst through my pants.
She walked over to me and put her hand on my face. She went down on her knees and pushed her face into my jeans. She opened my fly and my manliness sprang out. Off her skinny skirt went in one motion and she then sat on my huge stiffness. P
She rode me for about two minutes and I had the biggest orgasm ever. It was the worlds hottest sex.
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Monday, October 27, 2014
Romance, Love Junkies, and Prostate Exams
I'm sitting at Starbucks in Chicago's Pipers Alley. This is my favorite Starbucks in the area. I drive a private taxi for #Lyft. Every driver needs several coffee breaks I do not order coffee anymore though. I now order black, unsweetened, lemonade iced tea. I used to drink coffee but the tea seems to be way better for my fragile prostate gland and kidneys.
I am supposed to be very happy today. I had a major romantic break through with someone I'm nuts about. She finally let me into her heart this weekend. No, not all the way but a lot of progress was made. For a love junkie like myself the feeling I have after our last date a few days ago is what I live for.
She had shot me down again and again for about a month but she never shot me dead. Each rejection would only reinforce my determination to win her over. She kept seeing me but continually insisting she was not going to go for me. Well, play the bugle romantics. She actually started to really respond with passion even though it took some wine and spirits. It was not that entirely though. It was me. So what? All is fair in love and war. We will see what happens because already she is back to pushing me away today despite every indication that she was getting swept away. She is like a gigantic tree that I have now chopped into so many times it is beginning to crack. But, I can't yell timber yet
As for my prostate gland I am now 66 years old. I had an extensive urological examination including a dreaded cystoscopy stuck into my penis. But, I feel good because no cancer was found and no immediate surgery is needed. It is still the same BPH (the growing problem) that I have had for several years. Thus, the lemonade iced tea and many lemons in plain water that I heard was good for kidney stones. (I had a stone triggering all the examinations and procedures.) Fortunately, I fired this very prominent, accomplished urologist who originally was my Dr. He wanted to do the cystoscopy exam but I started to question how much this "expert) really knew.
So I terminated him because he did not have logical answers for questions I asked. The new Dr. surmised that this other Dr., who he knew well, probably had not done surgery in 10 years.
Anyway, here I am typing away again somewhat lonely and depressed but not nearly as bad as I was a few weeks ago.
I would like to get a single response to this entry that I can publish so I know I am not just typing into the wind!!
I am supposed to be very happy today. I had a major romantic break through with someone I'm nuts about. She finally let me into her heart this weekend. No, not all the way but a lot of progress was made. For a love junkie like myself the feeling I have after our last date a few days ago is what I live for.
She had shot me down again and again for about a month but she never shot me dead. Each rejection would only reinforce my determination to win her over. She kept seeing me but continually insisting she was not going to go for me. Well, play the bugle romantics. She actually started to really respond with passion even though it took some wine and spirits. It was not that entirely though. It was me. So what? All is fair in love and war. We will see what happens because already she is back to pushing me away today despite every indication that she was getting swept away. She is like a gigantic tree that I have now chopped into so many times it is beginning to crack. But, I can't yell timber yet
As for my prostate gland I am now 66 years old. I had an extensive urological examination including a dreaded cystoscopy stuck into my penis. But, I feel good because no cancer was found and no immediate surgery is needed. It is still the same BPH (the growing problem) that I have had for several years. Thus, the lemonade iced tea and many lemons in plain water that I heard was good for kidney stones. (I had a stone triggering all the examinations and procedures.) Fortunately, I fired this very prominent, accomplished urologist who originally was my Dr. He wanted to do the cystoscopy exam but I started to question how much this "expert) really knew.
So I terminated him because he did not have logical answers for questions I asked. The new Dr. surmised that this other Dr., who he knew well, probably had not done surgery in 10 years.
Anyway, here I am typing away again somewhat lonely and depressed but not nearly as bad as I was a few weeks ago.
I would like to get a single response to this entry that I can publish so I know I am not just typing into the wind!!
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