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Mr_Sfstk8d
Over 90 days ago
Male, 48
United States

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Was this a movie, a book or magazine or a post card? And where do I order the poster size print, lol
Hell I don't want to meet the woman who can fit any orifice over a cake that size.
I think between my wife and I we both think 'making love' sounds kind of corny and scripted, like some cheesy romance movie. So, we usually just say having sex. For us it means the same thing though.

Other than that, I'm along the same lines as Lydia and the others that what's in your head/heart at the time makes a big difference.
I'm a machine mechanic/electrician. Who's coming over?? LOL And since I work in skilled trades I knew what MM meant even if it's not quite the same terms we always use here. OK, who knows what a Boomer is? A Finisher? A Laborer (easy one)? A Rigger? A Fitter? A Tinner?
As soon as I see Heath's version, I'll let you know. But I absolutely loved Jack's Joker.
The concept of actually doing it with a (well done) post-op T isn't apalling to me. But I'd really want to know up front. That's not necessarily first date stuff, unless the date is heading that way already. Not from a homophobic point of view, but because I'd feel betrayed by not knowing it. It really seems like a BIG thing to hide from someone you want to be that intimate with.
I saw an episode of Firefly where the crafty Companion lady knocks out the captain with a doped kiss. Later one of the shipmates says "That's why I never kiss them on the mouth." I laughed so damn hard at the implications.
Being able to have a healthy and fulfilling intimate relationship long term with more than one partner is theoretically possible. But the difficulty in doing so is the very definition of the difference between impossible and impracticable. In short, I think it's only possible (practicable) to have one partner long term. That said, it IS possible for a couple to have long term Freinds With Benefits, but not easy.

Personally, I've never played more than one at a time even when just dating, but I imagine that must be really difficult.
Oh, and have you seen the show "Ace of Cakes"? It's about cake chef Duff and his shop Charm City Cakes. They make amazing works of art.
I'm with you chef. Baking is just chemistry. But decorating is an art form.
I saw the mum and thought at first it was one of the bride'smaids. Next question is, since mum has had her boobs done (obviously) is the gift card for Dear Lil' Princess' heafty new knockers in the pile of gifts too?? LOL Oh, and just out of curiousity, how DOES one install a stripper pole in a caravan????
Not "the box" idea. I wouldn't just snuff out somebody random. In some weird way, that adds to the entropy of the universe. That said, I would hire out as a hit man for the right kind of money. Not the 'please shoot my wife so I can run off with her sister' kind of crap. Only knuckleheads do that rot. But if there's a two million dollar purse for some dictator, I'll be on the next flight out.
You get off a bit on waxing too??? Hmm.. interesting. No, not just interesting, that's one HELL of a story concept. Getting all hot and bothered during a full waxing, including bikini zone. I can see that in the Lesbian category or in Straight sex depeding on who's giving and/or recieving the waxing.
I LOVE to kiss. Unfortunately my wife doesn't. Especially in front of anyone, not even the kids. It's not a deal breaker for me, because there are so many other things I love about her. I do miss it though.
First time for me was right around the time I graduated high school. Another female freind of mine (whom I would have preferred, and wound up dating for a while too, later) set me up with one of her freinds. She was a few years younger than me and, admittedly, rather immature. I got along pretty well with her folks too, but they were a wierd set all around. Anyway, during some really heavy petting one evening at her house (her folks would leave us alone together. What were they thinking?!) I slipped my hand into her panties as she was basically sitting in my lap. Besides emotionally sort of immature, I suppose the was somewhat physiologically immature. Some of the things I've come to expect from the arrousal state of women were just starting to come into blossom for her. Ther female lubrication was not much more viscous than heavy sweat, not too much in the way of clitoral stimulation, could only just put the tip of my finger into her vaginal opening. Out of concern for her physically, as much as anything else, I never went any further on any occasion. It was great masturbation fodder at the time though. After four or five months of dating this girl, it seemed like her and her mom were all but picking out the china for the reception, and I really wasn't developing much more deeply of an emotional connection with her on my end, so I wound up breaking up with her.

I didn't lose my virginity until my next girlfreind, who happened to be the girl who hooked me and the first girl up originally. After she and I broke up she kept trying to get me and her first freind back together again. But by this point I already knew there was nothing I wanted forever with either of them and it was time to move on.
Exhibitionist. Nothing inspires a performance like a live show.

Shibari rope work or shackles
From a strictly practical point of view:

The Toilets

Seriosly, I don't want to leave that kind of mess to be cleaned up after.
Always practical in the details regarding dishes I see chef.
But seriously, how many members do we have? We can have this prepped in no time. ONE bushel of carrots shouldn't take one person more than 3 hours. And the hippo can just be divided in two's exponentially with a correstponding number of workers (till we run out) and eventually half, by half, by half... by n-th itteration will make quick work of several tons of tasty deliciousness. You don't have to do ALL the prep yourself for stew meat!! That's what this wonderful army of Sous Chefs are for!
Knight, afterwards when your cuddling and maybe chatting, ask her about it. Find out what she likes about it. It may just be the big strong hands she's after!
Grated, sort of. Your Victoria's Secret photo shoot is the scene of a tragic accident. The phenomenal lighting set up has an electrical failure and the entire set catches fire, killing everyone. Your "cover" is a front page news spread telling of the tragic demise of all involved.

I wish I didn't have to share a cubicle with four other people.
I hate when reactionary liability wonks wildly overreact to an isolated incident and apply drastic measures globally.
I've had two of my boys absolutely addicted to trains at various times. One, who's now five years old, is smack center of his infatuation with everythig Thomas.

For a laugh look up Thomas and the Mad Bomber on YouTube (much too lazy to link it myself).
I'm tired
I'm thirsty
I'm wild-eyed
In my misery

Timeless in your finery
It's a high price
For your luxury

Sorcerer Stevie Nicks
I finally found a picture that illustrates how awesomely awesome I can be. Who out there recognizes this pic???