Not often enough.

How many times a day do you lose yourself in a daydream, even if only for a few seconds?

No.

Have you ever left a taxi with less clothing on than when you entered it?

Any food, as long as I can have you for dessert.

I'll join you with a beer then, when I'm done with "helping" the ladies

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I stood naked at the window just hoping he'd get a glance.

I could not walk on, getting hard, mesmerised by what I saw.

IRN a bridge across the Atlantic and an endless supply of fuel, so I could simply drive to where my heart lives.

You rest Monster, I will take care of the ladies...

I just love how excited I get her

When my tongue makes her wet pussy wetter

When I nibble and lick

Making everything slick

And what follows will be even better

It's still early, so a coffee would be nice

Fetish > Stifle

Meany > Enemy

Sharing a nice cold Hefe Weizen with Monster, prost!

Roses are red

It's like cupid's arrow

Filled my heart up so much

That my chest feels to narrow

If my chest could open up

And let my heart out

It would fly across the ocean

Higher than the highest cloud

And no storm could ever stop it

It would fight itself right through

Until it reached the home of your heart

And it would never part with you

Wow, it's starting to become a little community here, love the food monster, who's cooking tomorrow?

During a trip to Israel, Donald Trump died of a heart attack. Israeli officials informed the American diplomatic mission, that they could arrange for the body to be repatriated to the US for $50,000, or for a funeral in Israel, which would could cost about $1,500. After some deliberation, the diplomats chose for repatriation, at which the Israelis asked:
"Why would you spend some much money, when you could save $48,500?"
"Well," the American top diplomat said:

"Some two thousand years ago, you buried another guy here, and he came back to life in only three days. We can't take that risk."

I think most of my recent thoughts would make great stories here, they're private though and I'm only sharing them with one, THE one.

How many times a day do you think about a specific lush member?

I think that would be enjoyable, I think at least one of our interests match.

My income isn't big enough to make filling out a tax declaration worth while.

Manual labour or desk job?

I suppose you don't mean a videoconference... aside from watching my employer, streaming his New Year's speech, no I haven't.

Have you ever had an affair with a colleague?

That my children are decent, social, open minded and well behaved individuals.

What's the most adventurous thing you've ever done?

As much as I love to make love to Sandra, we're not going to let you sit alone on an otherwise deserted island. Come sit with us, we'll behave.

Just with her, where I can look into her eyes, hear her voice and take her in my arms.

Passionately we kissed, our sweaty bodies pressed against each other, the fire in our loins still raging.

Having her in my life ❤️

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Roses are red,

Lust does abound.

Listen real close,

You can tell by the sound.

.

The girl pile grows,

Day by day.

A life of its own,

What can I say?

.

But I must step back,

For one has my heart.

He knows all my needs,

And meets every part.

.

But I linger to watch,

The lust and seduction.

My cheeks become red,

I hardly can function.

.

I take notes as I watch,

So clear and precise.

I might learn something new,

So I can share a new vice.

.

My love, look

What I've gleaned.

I whisper in his ear,

I want this obscene.

Roses are red

My heart lives with you

That's where it will be

Whatever you do

My love does not claim

So if you were to choose

To join in the girl pile

My love you'd not lose

True love sets no conditions

Nothing will tear us apart

As long as I know

That I still have your heart

I love you

All of the above are nice, and naughty too (I particularly love Sandra and her naughty side)

Inclusion and equal rights, regardless of gender, gender identity and sexual orientation. Hope it's not a lost cause though.

What is your earliest childhood memory?

GROUNDHOGS

Gretchen reclined, open, unrestricted, naked, demanding her orifices got stuffed.

Let's not build a signal fire before we've quenched our own fire (and that's not likely to happen anytime soon 😜)

You look up, eyes pulling me in, deep, your mouth does too