Sunday, November 05, 2023
Sunday, November 05, 2023
One guy that I met was uncut. I was very attracted to him and his cock was clean. We talked some prior to me sucking his cock.
I loved his cock. I sucked on it thinking I could suck this for hours. I was nervous about him finishing in my mouth because I had not experienced it often before. I forgot what it would be like and I was uncertain what to expect.
I only saw him that one time but I would have sucked his cock each and every day if he asked me.
I would love to have a boyfriend and have a prom. I could dance with him all night.
After the dance, we could stay up all night...
Do you live by a religious law? A strict order? How is that coming? Are you perfect yet?
Have you ever met an older man that you made you feel as though they desperately want to suck your cock? It's not like it happens all of the time for me but it has happened.
I once had this older man that I knew, from going to a dance that was held once a month, ask me if he could suck my cock. I was uncertain if I wanted him to but I said yes only for him to ghost me after I sent him photos of my cock. He seemed very interested in my cock when I sent the pictures but then he went silent.
I do not know if I will go anywhere this evening. I feel like staying home. It is possible that I will change my mind.
I think about having a boyfriend sometimes. I think about living with him. I think about having sex with him. I imagine riding his cock. I imagine the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me. I imagine kissing him all over. I imagine him kissing my neck. I imagine sliding my cock into him. I need sex. I know that I need sex. I also want to cuddle. I imagine our naked bodies together beneath a warm blanket on cold nights.
I do not know what I will do the rest of this week. I need to go back to Food Lion because I was charged twice for two items.
One Summer's Day,
words I say
repeated often,
soften my heart
with words and gifts
I'll cherish forever.
Pause to gather
here before
here after
following my heart
to start all over
when dusk turns to dawn
and on the lawn
the dew gathers
on the petals
of wild flowers:
towers of green
reaching up toward the blue sky.
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