I've been evaluating all the
important things in my life and if I had to choose which one is of most
importance, I'd say being on the receiving end of a delectable lube
enhanced blowjay. I like when the girl eats it like a starving kitten
who has been staring at that sealed can of tuna for a whole week but no
one opened it for her. I have a heart, so I tell her it's all hers and
she can abuse it any way she wants and even lick the remains. There are
women out there that feel this is a degrading relationship, but I don't
see how getting your nutrition can be done in a more rewarding manner.
The problem is finding the mouth that will contain your package for
these long stretches of time. It has to be a good mouth, a wet mouth, a
hungry mouth. She has to be starving for cock. Her hands have to be
holding it in place so that way she won't miss even a drop. This girl
once asked me to give her a tap when I felt I was going to finish. I
miscalculated and it landed on her face. I apologized but she just put
on her underwear and left. She even forgot her wallet. I called her to
return her stuff but she never answered. I'm not sure what to do with
these credit cards and a driver's license with a girls face on it. I'll
think of something.
One of the best places to find the other half of your penis is a college
campus. There are so many bitches walking around, most of which are not
even taking classes. They wait in the hallway for their boyfriend to be
finished class so they can grab a quickie before the next class.
Remember, they're not whores as long as the guy is her boyfriend and she
only has one boyfriend at a time. The time frame that she swtiches
between boyfriends can be anywhere between a week and 10 minutes. I
didn't make up these rules but whoever did really thought this through
because it's accepted in society as credible. There's also lots of girls
in the computer labs because they have free internet there and they like
to go on their social networking sites through someone elses connection.
It's a lot of fun walking around eyeing all the screen names from the
room and then messaging them asking for head. I just want head, comeon
don't be such a baby. It's not like you have work tomorrow.
I really want head. I've lost complete verbal control and it's come to
the point where during common hours when all these models walk by me I
just yell things like "please fuck me" and "why are you so damn hot", or
even "YOU'RE NOT HOT OK STOP TRYING YOU'RE UGLY." The guys that hear
that start laughing because I must be drunk if I can say that because
everyone else is kissing their ass and carrying their briefcase just to
get a wink of recognition. I'm this close to having campus security
throw me away. But it's not my fault, so I hope they have special
handcuffs for penises. But if you lose your erection you can easily slip
out of them. It seems like all the guys on campus have lots of control
over themself because I'm the only one who walks around trying to get
head. This girl once felt bad after saying no and I started crying on
the front steps. She put her arm around me and said that the right girl
is out there for me. I looked up and showed her the whole campus which I
had already asked but they all said the same thing. I'm not asking you
to do something you haven't done. It's mine or the Italian guy standing
next to me. You can have his tomorrow.