Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I'm 5'11" 175. Clean, athletic. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?
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Thought I was home alone. Fired up the laptop and was looking at some old photos from past lovers. Felt like I needed to release some tension and started stroking my cock while reminiscing. To my surprise my girl was standing behind me watching as I stroked and looked through my photos. Imagine my surprise when she reached over my shoulder and grabbed my cock. Thinking I was definitely busted and in deep shit I start to stand up. She pushed my back into my chair and took over. Her grip was tight as she moved her hand up and down my swollen cock she clicked on the next photo and my ex’s big perfect tits come on the screen. She felt my cock throb when I saw them. She stroked harder! She asked me if I wanted to cum to her. Not yet I replied. She clicked the next photo then the next seeing my past lovers as they filled the screen. Still in shock I let her take over and she made me cum to my ex lovers.
Anyone show me their girls dirty panties I can lick clean whether cum stained pee or shit stained
Check this out. I was alone last night. I got half a buzz on. Being a dude. Well, a dude like me. I'm horny all the time. So I get on the internet. Maybe I'll call one of these escort girls. There must be plenty in Los Angeles. I go on this random web-site. I'm looking at prices. Holy shit! I don't think so. Maybe an all nighter when it's my birthday or something. Anyway, now I'm curious. I start poking around. I run into the men's section. I'm looking at some of these dudes. I'm thinking. I'm way better looking than a lot of these guys. I could do that job. Shiiiiit, I'll charge the going rate similar to the man. So I fill out the application provided. I submit a pic with a pick up pitch like I`m a chick magnet.
All of sudden I'm Fonzy. They'll mention my name and Rico Suave in the say sentence. I'm going to feel like a 1965 Beatle. I can't wait! I'm going to get my bone smooched every night. Then I thought. Who's going to be doing the sloppy knobbing on my throbber. Uh oh, what type of clientele will approach my newly found gigoloness. Do I wear kinky boots to strut around in? Am I required to dye my hair green? Will my favorite word be fabulous? Do I have to buy a choker necklace and listen to Culture Club? Am I Too Sexy For My Shirt?! I think this might not be such a good idea. As these thoughts run though my head. I am relieved to read. My application has been submitted, but not posted. Then I see that my audience points towards possible female only prospectors. I am charged a small fee to prove I'm serious and not a fly by night. Well now, that's better. Only the women will be paying to be graced by my presence. That means I'll have nobody calling. Did I just go full circle? Should I continue the process and throw myself out there? What do you think?