Skiers dieing. Skateboarders getting their tiny nuts racked while grinding on handrails. People in California having power blackouts. And mudslides. And fires.
My big fat cock.
Jeez, do any of you know about some sort of widget that I can put in my sidebar, to keep track of frequency and length of the wife and I's fuck sessions? So I can stop writing about it? I feel like a rooster, crowing after nailing his hen.
I mean, the wife gets home from work at noon today, and rapes me for 45 minutes, and says she'll be back for more later. We always laugh when some pitiful comedian on TV says that sex stops after marriage, and I look over and see that 'come hither' look, as she lets her fingers do the walking, and, well...
It has always been awesome, but now it is scary awesome. Can't walk, or pour a drink into a shotglass without spilling awesome.
Yeah, getting old sucks, but I finally understand why old folks in the rest homes fuck so much.