Look, you are not gonna get me online. I don't do social media and I actually live by that philosophy about online commujication. I do not believe in

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Look, you are not gonna get me online. I don’t do social media and I actually live by that philosophy about online commujication. I do not believe in online relationships, even within the same town. Friendship or otherwise. I can’t take it seriously, no matter how I approach it. Also, I’m not a perfect person myself. I like me, I should be grateful, but I can completely understand being judged for things by certain people. I judge myself and other people too. My point is, when it comes to potential relationships or any relationships, for me it needs to unfold naturally offline in a real life situation. The old fashioned way. That is set in stone. First page of the manual. it can not I’m any way be a forced relationship. I mean I am not going to go online to a dating site or a hook-up site because that is technically forced. Something that is natural, just as an example, a woman I find myself working with. That’s chance. Anything that unfolds there is natural. It’s not forced but the main thing about it is by doing things offline and only accepting what naturally happens, by meeting someone like that, they see everything, they see you, they hear your tone, and if they like you, it’s real. And vice versa. It’s better that way. Same could said about my opinion long distance relationships. They are ridiculous. Reality is, I’m never leaving this town. Maybe literally never again leaving this city. I’m not so sure anyone outside of here wants to be here. Long distance is just not comfortable for me.

I don’t put much thought into online interactions of people. I don’t trust ANYONE online as being themselves. I don’t believe it so there is and always will be a block. No social media, if you want me, it needs to be in real life. You might get a picture from somewhere, you’ll rarely see my face if I’m playing guitar, and if you have a problem with that, that’s too f****** bad. If I know you naturally from real life, I might even sign up for something because I have no other way to get to her but nobody gets me unless it’s real life. Natural, and I don’t really give a f*** what anyone thinks about that. If you have a problem with that, what the f*** happened that turned you into a spectator? Why the f*** should you be allowed to take, while you give f*** all? If you are on the outside looking in, I probably don’t really give a f*** what you think. That’s too bad for you. In real life I’m wel liked by most people. I’m good looking, cool with a great sense of humor, and things together somewhat, at least when s*** isn’t contaminated with other toxic s***, possibly like yourself.

If you are on the outside, be thankful you get a real recent unfiltered, unedited pic and some rocking jams….

New Confession

I have to admit it. I love flashing my c*** to women. I don’t even care how old they are, as long as they watch. I do it in my car, on webcams and even out hotel windows on the beach in Florida. My c*** is slightly larger than normal but can’t be described as huge. At least 2 women did comment on how hard my c*** is. So far, no women have participated but they haven’t reported me either.
I was holidaying in Florida and lying a lounge near the pool and the ocean where I could see lots of women in bathing suits. Across the deck from me, lying on a lounge was a black haired lady with b*******. She was wearing a tiny bikini and sunglasses. I positioned myself so that, if she looked up, she could see my hard c*** sticking out from under my shorts. She didn’t indicate one way or another and because of the sunglasses, I couldn’t tell if she was looking. After about 15 minutes or so, another lady approached her. I don’t think they were together. The lady spoke to her, I couldn’t hear what she said and then she left. My lady sat up, pulled the glasses up over her eyes and looked straight at me. It seemed like forever, but was probably less than a minute. She pulled the glasses down and lay back on the lounge without ever having acknowledged anything. I knew she had to have seen my c***. The only thing she did was bend her knee so I no longer had a view of her p**** area but she did nothing to hide her t***. I didn’t trust the other lady, so I got up and left. Still think about that.
One night I was cruising in my car with my d*** out looking for a flash opportunity, around 8 pm and it was dark. Up ahead was a female hitchhiking. She was wearing a real loose dress and she was perfect. My plan was to offer her a ride with my c*** out. If she got in, great, if not and she closed the door, cool. As she opened the door, before she got in, the interior light came on for an instant and she got a great look.
Unfortunately before she could do anything, I was so excited that my c** just exploded all over the place, and I reached over, closed the door and drove away leaving her on the side of the road.
I wonder what would have happened is she had gotten in.

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I am not a religious type but of any faith i suppose i have the hope that reincarnation is a tbing the most. Because i have been stuck with the most prudish people imaginable, and i am not even talking about kinks necessarily. Sure i have those but they are primarily unfulfilled or not even attempted because i seem to latch onto the most vanilla/prudes imaginable whether a quantity or quality issue. Not claiming i am any god’s gift to s** just that my enthusiasm is limitless for someone else-s pleasure and fulfillment and most days my core needs are completely mainstream. But i am gonna hold off for what i want and need next time around. I get that some of my most extreme ones are not easily fulfilled. I realize that not that many people are going to be good with coming home to me head down a** up with a male dog knoted in my backside. Not everyone is going to be willing to drive me t****** in rhe trunk and drop me off in the woods naked and have to find my way to them in x amount of time. Or similarly drop me naked on the top deck of a parking garage and having to race down the stairwell to meet them for pickup before the exit AND pay the parking bill. Not everyone is down with being laid out naked on the hood of a car or bent over it (or bending me over it. Or even t****** and abandoned in the yard until daylight. But i feel like it is not fair that the only way my easier ones can be fulfilled,,,,golden or being spanked or tickled, or testicle torture….can only be addressed by a for hire d*********. Much as i crave those things that s*** is exoensive AF