I tried to fuck today, but these guys are just too small for..

I tried to fuck today, but these guys are just too small for the time being. I need a week or so to let things shrink back to normal. Good luck getting me to keep Davids's monster out of my cunt for a week. I could barely feel Scott last night. Today was silly. It actually made me feel silly like I was a pro playing in the junior leagues. I could have gotten off but neither of these guys wants to hear “Is it in yet?” while they are pumping away. With Scott, I can tell him whatever cums to mind, and that makes me cum even if I can’t feel his dick. So, my first guy got off in my mouth, and then for his second one, he pumped a load of sperm into my hand, and I ate that anyway, so it might as well have been in my mouth as well the second time around. Ryan, he got off in my guts via my asshole. I could feel that! Tomorrow, I’m only going to blow Tony. I’m going to have him drive me around A1A and let me feed on his cock while we drive. I enjoy car fucking. I absolutely love car-sucking. So that should be fun. David is on for tomorrow night. We are going to the Outback. Not a huge fan of it, but I’m good with it. Kind of a hard place to pull his dick out, so that probably won’t happen. I doubt he would let me, to be honest. He’s still figuring this whole fuck buddy thing out. I want to get a solid half-day of just him letting me do whatever I want with his dick. I think it would expand his sexual horizons. I honestly don’t think he knows what a treasure he has between his legs. I think he thinks it’s big, but not that big. It’s big. Huge is a better descriptor. I’ll help him figure it out. I’ll let you know tomorrow how things go.

Do I have a college degree? Yes. I am or, more accurately was a Registered Respiratory Therapist. I haven’t been in that field in 20-plus years now. Porn of any sort was so much better as a career. The pay was about the same or less in porn. Just a much better job. Or at least it was for me. On that note. I stopped by a chick's house, and her weird son was home. He lives with her…again. He's the gift that keeps on giving, I guess. The goofy ding-dong is complaining and bitching about having 3 degrees and can’t find work. Well, he can find work, but it’s all beneath him. Apparently, he thinks he should be running the show in two weeks or less. His rationale is that he has 3 degrees and all that happy stuff. All framed. Yep, he has three very nicely framed degrees in fields I know nothing about and frankly didn't know they existed. All of them vary off on Sociology. It doesn't shock me he is out of work. Meanwhile, the guy framing his degrees is making bank. Funny how that works these days.