Mee goreng noodles. Breakfast of champions.
My wife's pretty stacked, so I better lodge a vote for the E cups. But honestly, whatever I can get my hands on. They're all good.
I'm more of an ass man though.
Sex is sex. We're all people.
My interracial scorecard includes a Colombian, a Brizilian or an Argentine (I can't remember which), a Brit, a Kiwi, and maybe an Asian (it was dark). Oh wait, I banged a German girl too!
As far as black and white, the voyeur in me prefers to see white girls getting ploughed by black cock. We could probably analyse the shit out of it and uncover some deep-seated racism, but mostly I just enjoy the contrast in skin colour.
Nothing, I drank from the bottle.
JohnC posted two before me.
Organic grocery store manager
My first time out was about an hour all up, with maybe half an hour of actual banging. I didn't come. We had another crack at it a week or so later for about two hours, with maybe 90 odd minutes of penetration. Still nothing.
Another hour or so with someone else and I still couldn't get it done.
Then a marathon session with an incredibly lovely woman. Sky was her name. She was a few years older than me and a smoking hot MILF. About two hours of actual sex spread over the night, with a frenzied half hour or so of pounding her through my bedhead towards the end. When I finally came, I was so happy I laughed, "I finished!"
Sky giggled, "Me too."
I count that as my first. Fuck, she was so cool!
Just the attractive ones.
What'll blow your noodle though, is what we happen to find attractive from one moment to the next. So pretty much all of them will get a look in at some point.
Smile when everyone else frowns.
Call me paranoid, but this has honey trap written all over it. Is there a group of thugs waiting outside to beat the shit out of me and nick my passport? Is my wife setting me up? Are you going to shove a kilo of smack up my ass and put me on the next plane to the States?
I would politely decline and offer to arrange a taxi for you.
Even if I was single, there's nothing sufficiently tempting about the scenario you've described for me to take the bait. Intangible sexiness: yes. The possibility of anonymous revenge sex: um...I'm pretty much done with that. Flaunting a Porche: no thanks.
Drink your weight in vodka.
Happy Birthday Helen by Weddings Parties Anything
She's in the witness protection program. Actually used to be a stripper for the Mob back in New Jersey.