6 years ago

Not sure why this has been on my mind, but I've been thinking about an old fling. Her name was Charlene and she was a tight little number. Great hips, better tits, a mouth that could suck the wood off a baseball bat and a smile as sweet as a candy-apple.

We didn't go out for very long, and we both knew that it wasn't going to last. The sex was fantastic, but we were just into different things. She liked to run and I liked to drink. It's not easy jogging and drinking at the same time and I knew that if I had to choose, well, that I'd be seeing Charlene a whole lot less. Not that I have anything against running. I think that it was a great skill that our ancestors could use to get away from predators. I just think that ever since we seem to have mastered this "top of the food-chain" thing that maybe my time could be better spent drinking a beer, getting laid and playing the occasional game of pool.

Charlene seemed to think that this made me some kind of a Philistine. She was all into shit like books and stuff. Honestly. Can you imagine? I kept telling her, "Hey, I read!" But she didn't think that reading the back of the cereal box at breakfast should count. So yeah, she was kinda stuck up, but I do still miss stuffing my cock deep into that soft, tight ass. Those were the only mornings she wouldn't be able to run and I'd feel so proud.

Just wanted to dedicate this blog post today to all of you out there who look back on your past adventures with a glint in your eye and your tongue in your cheek. Our past can haunt us if we let it, so blow it a raspberry and tell it to go jump in a lake. Today is here now and tomorrow will be here soon enough.

Have a great weekend everybody!
Just'in Porn


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