I knew a song by Robbie Nevell called C'est La Vie....was it a remake? I actually liked that particular song.
But I will confess....I also have had endless hours of getting **** faced to Mario KArt.... now I do P90x instead...
greetings, all!
hope it's a fine week for everyone... then again with pics and a friend such as Mandy how could any week be completely bad?!
@Ban... it's too bad we didin't evolve to burn as many calories at sex as we do walking a mile... the olympics might be far more interesting, though i hear that's true of life in the olympic village...
i just read somewhere that firing a *** releases the same hormone concoction of orgasm... can't say i've ever felt the need to *** when i leave the range, but another reader had allowed that maybe that's why women who tried shooting tend to enjoy it... they weren't used to that feeling (insert groan here)
Pax all, and love the photos, Miss Mandy!
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I still find it hard to believe by the 11th or 12th (much less 17th) orgasm there was still a load. I've never made it past 5 or 6 without the well running dry, even as a teenager. Not that I cared, less (or no) cleaning up for the dry ones.
To celebrate my 37th birthday I tried to masturbate 37 times in one day. After the 11th or 12th time I splurted my load of cum, it became a somewhat routine exercise, losing its initial erotic euphoria. I had started around 5 o'clock in the morning, so there were plenty of hours to complete my task, but that is what it was becoming -- a task --- it became obvious somewhere about the 15th load of cum that I splurted that it was no longer the fun project I thought it was going to be, so I gave up after #17. That might make an interesting new masturbation thread --- listing the number of times you came in one 24-hour wank session. I nominate Mandy Flores as our den ******, motivator, encourager, cheerleader, and inspiration!
Worth a visit to check out some of the amazing smileys alone!
Oh and thank all of you for your sweet comments on that last picture, I read them all and smiled at every one of themBTW
I try to make it into my thread at Miss Hybrids forum, I know she would love for you guys to drop in there too....
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I knew a song by Robbie Nevell called C'est La Vie....was it a remake? I actually liked that particular song.
But I will confess....I also have had endless hours of getting **** faced to Mario KArt.... now I do P90x instead...
All dreams about Mandy Flores end in one thing - laundry!
Worth a visit to check out some of the amazing smileys alone!
Just a quick check in.
Still addicted? Yep
Is Mandy still all kinds of beautiful and awesome? Yep
Good people and a fine forum? Yep
Is studying still soul crushing? Why yes, yes it is.
Glad you love the picture, I do to. I don't shave, I got lasered some time ago and I barely have any growth at all, LOVE IT! I am well loved and cared for, and yes, the other too.That is a wonderful picture. I can`t imagine how marvellous it woudl be to be able to make love to you in that position - caressing and squeezing those gorgeous breasts, kissing and sucking your lovely shaved vagina, before plunging a raging hard cock deep inside you, and pumping harder and harder until I explode inside you, filling you with huge amounts of seed. I dop hope there`s a man in your life who looks after you as well as screwing you *********.
Mandy, I had a ***** about you last night: (don't get too excited)
You were working at like a ******-run home hardware store (only it was like the size of a Home Depot or Lowes), but I was the only one who knew who you really were. Everyone else you worked with thought you were just some innocent thing (a Mandy Flores like 2 steps shy of being a nun despite the cut-off jean shorts and flannel shirt tied at your chest over a white tanktop, so it wasn't like you were trying to hide your body or anything), but I knew who and what you really were, and that your day job might've been at the ****** hardware store, but that at nights and on the weekends, you were the Mandy Flores we all know and love, making dirty videos and "slangan' panties," as you like to sayWell, your ****** had asked you to help me find everything I was looking for, and it was like every time we got alone together for me to try to talk to you about being who you really were, that I was a fan of your work, and that it was really great to meet you, there would be some interruption (either you were called away, or someone else asked you for help), and I never got the chance. Though despite the interruptions, you were extremely helpful in finding everything I was originally after.
I sorta wonder if I hadn't had to get up when I did and the ***** had been able to continue, what may have happened. But I guess unless it continues tonight, we'll never know.
Cum stained socks?All dreams about Mandy Flores end in one thing - laundry!