i luv pussy

i think there's something to be said about a person's willingness to go to lengths to please. i'm no stiff on numbers, but i think america is sexually repressed, even though everyone is having sex and getting into lewd conduct. how much of it is done for sheer joy? i dunno. how much is done for social acceptance? beats me. how much is done without pleasure?

apparently, a lot.

but you know, there's no need to wander if you keep it tight in the relationship, which means covering all the bases, right? good friendship, good trust, good sex.. good foundation thus far, no?

at least the good sex will keep you from straying, and by golly, if i had to pride myself on one thing, it'd be this;

eating pussy.

giving in nature is almost better than receiving. look at everyone volunteering and giving money to so-and-so for this-or-that cause; that positive outlet makes people feel damn good.

and that's why i do it. it's not that i'm particularly good at it [i'm amazing], i like bringing that person to levels of blisssssssssss they're not used to. after a hot make out session and babe is on the bed, legs in the air spread, i strap down, lick my big monkey lips, and go to town.

my face resembles a kid just getting done bobbing for apples when i'm through. i do good work, although it's been a while.

but man, the thought of my tongue running up and down that juicepot..