Well, seeing that I have to choose between seafood, meat, or veggies, I would have to say that a filet mignon, seasoned with only salt and pepper, and grilled to perfection.
But, in all reality, a good homemade mac and cheese would do the trick!
To the women here:
I know the question, "Does size matter?" is a question that has been asked here before (probably) and is an age old question.
So I would like to revise it a little:
Does size REALLY matter? Or is it in the way that a man uses it?
I ask because, and I am going to be truthful here, and I am not ashamed to admit this, but I am not a very well endowed guy. Erect, I measure almost 6 inches. It's more like 5.75 inches erect. Okay, there, I said it. Like I said, I am not ashamed of my size. God made me that way for a reason.
I've been with a few women, and never had one complain, but never was really sure if they were just lying so I would not feel bad.
Answer truthfully!
Growing up, I went to a private school all my life, K5 - 12th. The private school I went to was also a college prepratory school also. I enjoyed my time there and got a very good education, which led to a very successful career at college and a very good job. Now, on the other hand, I will say, I had friends that went to public schools and I have seen some be very successful and others have not, but I am not saying that is part of being publicly educated.
Considering everything, I would choose private for my children, but that is because of the education I received. Apart from the bullying and other things, that was much a part of where I went to school. People seem to think that private school does not have any of that, but on the contrary, they do. I saw many things happen in the private school I went too, and they compare just as much to public schools.
It's all a matter of where you want to send your child.
I agree with Charley. People fall in love with a person, not their cellulite. If that is a major concern for your partner, and I am not saying that it is, just in general for anyone, then his heart is not in the right place. Be the woman that you are and have become and live like there is no tomorrow! You are who you are, and you can't help that cellulite has become apart of your body.
This young beautiful woman was on a flight and this guy was seated beside her. He looks at her and says, "I've heard that carrying on a conversation will make the flight go faster."
The young beautiful woman looks at him and says, "Okay."
So, he looks over to her and says, "Well, what would you like to talk about?"
The young beautiful woman looks at him and says, "How about nuclear physics?"
He looks at her perplexed for a minute and says, "Wow, nuclear physics huh? That's such a deep subject. So, what about nuclear physics?"
"Well," the beautiful young woman starts, "it's like this. A rabbit eats grass, a horse eats grass, and a cow eats grass. Yet, when a rabbit poops, it poops pellets, and when a horse poops, it poops round dry clumps, and when a cow poops, it's poop is moist and layery. Why?"
The guy looks at her confused and says, "Well, I don't know."
The beautiful young woman looks at him and says, "Well, if you don't know shit, why do you want to talk about nuclear physics?"
I was 10. Woke up one morning and my cock was hard and I just started feeling it and rubbing it because it felt good. Kept on until I felt a tingling and then, well, you know the rest!
I personally like small ones. Ones that are in the A cup size, like 32A or 34A. They are more sensual and more erotic. They are perkier than bigger ones and very much more appealing.
I like a shaved pussy most, but a landing strip, a thin one, on the right woman looks sexy too!
"Water Fall"
Water falling over your body
Making the deep auburn tan glisten;
Highlighting the tan lines around your breasts
Showing small erect pink nipples,
Pointing arousal in the mist.
As the water falls over your body,
It trickles down, slowly, and begins to christen
The slender curves where you’ve been blessed;
And I see your body shiver as the droplets send ripples
Arousing feelings you can’t resist.
Your hair falls down over your shoulders
Caressing your dark skin in waves,
Lingering there as you begin to massage
Nooks and crannies only you know how to touch,
Sending erotic shivers that tingle down your spine.
Your hands caress your small boulders
Tweaking the middle of them in stages,
Painting a picture- an erotic collage;
Your fingers the paint brushes that you clutch
That feels a point once hidden behind a puffy line.
The soapy paint trickles down your curves
Accentuating points touched by fingertip brushes,
Swirling around, caressing tight corners
Causing arousing effectual intense moans
Of pure desire that leaves you wanting more.
You stop a moment, sigh, and continue to serve,
Rubbing your bristles in very light touches
All along your deep tanned borders
Bringing you into a frenzy leaving you sexually stoned
Where your climax hits suddenly and you begin to pour.
Out of you with a sexual yell, you begin to gush,
Flooding the shower floor as you massage your clit;
Intense, the feeling makes you buckle your knees
As the painted picture nears the end
Culminating in a collapse of needed desire.
There you sit on the cool wet tile with a sexual flush,
Glowing from energy that left you in a sexual fit,
Reeling in desires that made you say please,
Thanking God for your hands that lend
Help in putting out an erotic fire.
