that could be a story in itself. And a damn sexy one at that.
Remember, TP has more than one use for a "forward" thinking gal ...I was in a mall going up on an escalator. An attractive female in tight short skirt was just about 3-4 steps above me. I had to keep my eyes on her lower body. Suddenly, something fell out of her skirt onto the escalator step. It was a piece of toilette paper.
That's the whole story. If you can tell a better one, go ahead.
Sharing of stories or a competition? Don't understand why mine has to be better.
do not trust people who can t dance ( American saying?)I would say - do not go to bed with man who can t get your humor( same and for men
has an envelope full of cash, would you be willing to make an exception?
that could be a story in itself. And a damn sexy one at that.
Remember, TP has more than one use for a "forward" thinking gal ...
but telling stories is not my forte ...lol
A woman was being examined by her gynecologist when the doctor pulled an S&H green stamp out of her. He told her it's the first time he's seen a gal offer them. Apparently, she had fetched a tissue from her purse which contained said stamps and the stamp was attached to the tissue and came off when she wiped herself.
This story was dismissed as an urban legend for years until the eminent Professor Jan Harold Brunvand of urban legend research fame actually tracked down the principals involved in the story who corroborated the entire account
you're gonna get pussy that cheap. Back in the day, that would probably cost a hundred "books" ... 👀
I was frequenting a strip club many years ago when I had more discretionary income. The waitress took a liking to me, and one day when I was laying on the stage giving tips, she came and stuffed some money down my pants so the dancer had to dig for it.
Your hardness
Slides between my lips.
My tongue circles
The tip,
Savoring the salty taste.
I close my eyes
And take you deep
Within my mouth...
Inch by inch.
I crave you...
When my heart is breaking
And my world is crumbling
Beneath my feet.
Or...
When I'm sexually satiated
After hours of sensual lovemaking.
You're my
Naughty addiction,
I desire.
Mmmm,
French Fries,
Why do you
Satisfy me so?
by Erotic Robbin ©