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I’m so glad I don’t have to worry about this shit any more.
My girlfriend on this site is meeting a guy who has now ADMITTED to lying about his age by 11 years. I think it’s a bad idea to meet him. My general experience, is that when guys lie about the very OBVIOUS things (their age, by a decade) that are inconsequential (his real age is still over 5 years younger than her), it’s a bad sign.
Still, there seems to be this universal attitude, whether it’s on this site or in movies/TV that if you are lying to get laid, it’s all understandable and ok.
Claim you’re not married? … that’s ok.
Tell a girl that you love her, you want a relationship with her, just so that she’ll fuck you? … hey! Doesn’t EVERYONE do that???
Personally, I think that’s what happened in the William Kennedy Smith rape case. I think he led her to believe that she was more to him … and as soon as he fucked her, he dropped her, and probably mocked/disrespected her too. (I lived in Palm Beach ages ago, and I knew some of the people who testified in that case.)
It’s an interesting philosophical debate, however. At what point does “consensual” sex become non-consensual? What if a woman agreed to have sex with “X” only to find that he wasn’t “X” at all?

Hi, I’m a single guy looking for one or more friends to spend some time and enjoy whats left of this summer. I’ve been trying to meet others on here but no luck so far. There seem to be sooooo many fake profiles on Adult FriendFinder i am beginning to wonder if there are any real ones for ladies and specifically ones in my region. I’d love to go out to a dinner and movie or walk in park or even at the mall or barnes and noble or wherever you’d like to meet and go to and get to know each other some.
I’m hoping some of you will read this and try to talk to me a bit at least. I dont know what all you ladies are looking for in a guy but i am real, i am sincere, kind, caring, mature, sensitive, love to have fun, oh and i’m good in bed too that I hope you will find out for yourself. You cant always tell by just a picture of someone who is right for you so give me a chance.
I have a very strong sexual appetite waiting for you to come join me. I know i dont have any nude pics of myself posted so maybe some of you arent giving me a chance because of that I dont know?
I’d like to hear some feedback on what you think of me. You can be truthful even if its harsh. Anyway talk to you soon I hope.

His mouth clings to my clit like a rottweiler with a bone. He use uses his whole mouth and hands to work his magic, driving my body to spasms, and yet he clings to my clit like a rottweiler with bone.
My body spasms, my hips move back and forth, pushing into his head, pulling away and pushing back in, and yet he clings to my clit like a rottweiler with bone.
My stong legs buck my hips high into the air, pushing him and all of his weight into the air, but like a rottweiler with a bone, his mouth does not release my clit, as I buck with spasms over and over, and he clings hard to my clit, like a rottweiler being threatened to have his bone stolen.
His mouth does not tire, his jaw is strong, my body tosses and turns under him, but his mouth is locked on my clit, like a rottweiler with a bone.
He is as territorial over my clit as a rottweiler with a bone. My clit is his.
Hope everyone is having a Merry Christmas.

His mouth clings to my clit like a rottweiler with a bone. He use uses his whole mouth and hands to work his magic, driving my body to spasms, and yet he clings to my clit like a rottweiler with bone.
My body spasms, my hips move back and forth, pushing into his head, pulling away and pushing back in, and yet he clings to my clit like a rottweiler with bone.
My stong legs buck my hips high into the air, pushing him and all of his weight into the air, but like a rottweiler with a bone, his mouth does not release my clit, as I buck with spasms over and over, and he clings hard to my clit, like a rottweiler being threatened to have his bone stolen.
His mouth does not tire, his jaw is strong, my body tosses and turns under him, but his mouth is locked on my clit, like a rottweiler with a bone.
He is as territorial over my clit as a rottweiler with a bone. My clit is his.
Hope everyone is having a Merry Christmas.

So, there’s a nasal spray aphrodisiac for woman that’s about to hit the market, some drug called PT-141.
Apparently it is a synthetic version of a sex hormone.
Well, it looks like some real help for women who’ve lost their sex drive in on the way.
I also looks like a new opportunity for the type of sexual predator who would use a date rape drug.

It is a wonderful place.

Lost, I am lost in his power, his power to strip stresses.

I am lost in his power to make me squirm, wiggle, buck my hips.

I am lost in his power to control my breathing, make it go fast, panting for air, slow it down.

How did his power to take away time, where did it go? Was time passing, I could not tell. I was so lost.

I am lost in this wonderful place where only giving and getting pleasure exists. It is the perfect place to get lost to.

I want to stay lost…Lost

A long time ago I had a conversation about what being faithful means with a south asian man in his 20s.

I think for many cultures it mean monogamy in a relationship. It doesn’t look into the past or the future.

What really impressed me in this conversation was this fellow believed that your sexual actions of today are being unfaithful to whom you will eventually marry and spend your life with, even though you may have never met them. You are predestined to one person and you must be faithful and wait for that person.

It was eye opening to see that extreme definition of faithful.

Has anyone else run into extreme cultural beliefs?

I was thinking back to youth and where do you have sex when you don’t have your own place?

So, there are cars and parks and deserted streets, etc., but then there is the home you live in, and I remember a wide range of parental values. There were parents that allowed opposite sex sleepovers, and others that never let an opposite sex guest out of the living room or kitchen. I even remember parents allowing living together under their roof while their kid was still in high school.

And then of course, there is the “only when you are married can you cohabitate in this home” perspective.

This is a sex site and probably a more liberated group. I’m curious, what were the rules about sex in your parent’s home for you growing up?

And what kind of rules do you set for your kids? Is there an age you reached that made it allowed? Are your rules more or less liberated then your parents?

And another question, could you be comfortable having sex in your parent’s home?

What a hoot. I was checking out tamethytension’s blog calling for volunteers for a cum study.

To participate in the study, us ladies are supposed to evaluate the taste of cum and then order our subject back in 48 hours after he’s eat half a pound of candy. And to make it scientifically significant, use the blindfold to make it a blind study.

What I like about trips to the grocery store is that you can always find someone who will give you a helping hand or answer any question you might have about food items.

I was in the produce department trying to decide which cantaloupe and which honeydew to purchase. To resolve my melon dilemma, I sought advice from a fellow shopper. I asked her what the secret was to squeezing melons and determining which ones were good. As you can see from the adjacent picture, you showed me everything I need to know about melons.