My uncle and my grandfather made out.
last year it was two uncles. *sigh* my family.
Got caught giving a guy head at church today. Whoops.
The dude’s face was effin hilars though
My mommy got me a vibrator for Christmas.
My daddy told me to use that until I’m out of college- wouldn’t wanna drop out for a little brat.
I challenge you to make me bare my soul
ask me a question, any question. The deepest question you can think of, you can do it with I’d or without. But go!!!!
I miss him.
I miss the way he’d hold me, the way he’d stroke my hair. The way he’d slide his fingers just inside my waistband to tease me. The way he gently touched me, and kissed every part of me. I miss the rough sex. I miss teasing him and pressing my skin to his. I miss our short, hard kisses, that turned into me kissing him as he was tense from climax. I remember him always talking about how one day, he’d give me an orgasm. He never did. But that’s okay. He was my first. I’ll always remember him, and I’ll always love him. And about my first time. Yes. It hurt. But I barely noticed. It was passionate and uncontrolled, we were one and the same, if only for a few moments. You can get closest to someone during sex. They are inside of you, and you can feel them, and they can feel you….. Ah. I miss the good old days. Before I got pregnant. Before he ran off.