Recognising the changing of seasons, I've been putting in work and now I'm getting fall play. I don't know if any of you know but my biggest takedowns come in the fall (autumn) and oncoming winter. My summer links are really poor and the work that has to be put out to snare is a lot more than winter.
Went out last Sat and snared a lizard that I danced with all night. She was very much my type.
Nice round arse, flesh to grab, breasts, pretty face. I thought of my sexual saviour Margaret Thatcher to fight the raging boner that assaulted my being and threatened to render my trousers to frayed threads in seek of the warm wet and comforting feminine passage.
Maybe she felt it, maybe she didn't.
Nonetheless, she allowed me to stay latched all night (groin stuck into her arse meat) from about 11:30pm to about 12:30am working on my dance game (shout out to Samseau).
Anyways, everything was flowing well and she was cooperative no B.S. I lucked out in the selection as her friends were cockblocky as hell and when my wings tried to snare them, they were rejected like a weak layup attempt near Dwight Howard.
We spoke, I got her number and she is very cooperative so far.
I am fighting the beta (because it emerges at times if I fancy the lizard) and I am fighting not to compliment her.
I am being very aloof and sparing with my compliments. I can't wait for her to come back to my lair (or I to hers) so I can spear her like a sociopathic Zulu breaking a fast.
Once I have had her gushing and feasted on her insides, then I can ease off and beta up a little more.
Hence, thus is how I must behave vs the reptiles that walk the streets of Toronto.
Anyone else ever get attacked from time to time by beta waves?
Went out last Sat and snared a lizard that I danced with all night. She was very much my type.
Nice round arse, flesh to grab, breasts, pretty face. I thought of my sexual saviour Margaret Thatcher to fight the raging boner that assaulted my being and threatened to render my trousers to frayed threads in seek of the warm wet and comforting feminine passage.
Maybe she felt it, maybe she didn't.
Nonetheless, she allowed me to stay latched all night (groin stuck into her arse meat) from about 11:30pm to about 12:30am working on my dance game (shout out to Samseau).
Anyways, everything was flowing well and she was cooperative no B.S. I lucked out in the selection as her friends were cockblocky as hell and when my wings tried to snare them, they were rejected like a weak layup attempt near Dwight Howard.
We spoke, I got her number and she is very cooperative so far.
I am fighting the beta (because it emerges at times if I fancy the lizard) and I am fighting not to compliment her.
I am being very aloof and sparing with my compliments. I can't wait for her to come back to my lair (or I to hers) so I can spear her like a sociopathic Zulu breaking a fast.
Once I have had her gushing and feasted on her insides, then I can ease off and beta up a little more.
Hence, thus is how I must behave vs the reptiles that walk the streets of Toronto.
Anyone else ever get attacked from time to time by beta waves?
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