MillionMills
Superstar
This for my coli wolves/playas
I love the feeling of cracking a new girl. From meeting them, to the first time we start flirting, to the first time we start talkin nasty, to the first time we smash, and then open ourselves up to new sexual experiences together. I love figuring out how to get a girl to buss it open; what to say, how to act, how much attention to give her, how strong to come on, etc. Then after we smash I love learning their fantasies, fetishes, tendencies etc. Each girl has different sexual preferences than the last and its fun to explore. I just smashed a new one last week.
I'm 24 and I'm just entering my prime. I know a lot of flabby nikkas that already had their prime. Some aint been shyt since high school, some peaked in college. I'm entering my T-Mac 2002/2003 years now in late 2015. But I ask: does this get old? It's always a rush smashing a new chick, like adrenaline. But I wonder if this shyt gets old or will this instinct be inside me until I breathe no more. What my coli killas gotta say about it?
I love the feeling of cracking a new girl. From meeting them, to the first time we start flirting, to the first time we start talkin nasty, to the first time we smash, and then open ourselves up to new sexual experiences together. I love figuring out how to get a girl to buss it open; what to say, how to act, how much attention to give her, how strong to come on, etc. Then after we smash I love learning their fantasies, fetishes, tendencies etc. Each girl has different sexual preferences than the last and its fun to explore. I just smashed a new one last week.
I'm 24 and I'm just entering my prime. I know a lot of flabby nikkas that already had their prime. Some aint been shyt since high school, some peaked in college. I'm entering my T-Mac 2002/2003 years now in late 2015. But I ask: does this get old? It's always a rush smashing a new chick, like adrenaline. But I wonder if this shyt gets old or will this instinct be inside me until I breathe no more. What my coli killas gotta say about it?


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