If you wanted to have sex tonight

Order in, of course.

Download an app or drive to a bathhouse. I guess I could also have sex with my boyfriend.

Tell my mom to go in the other room.

Drag my husband into the shower

If you mean with another person I would be SOL. This is DL so I know I'm not the only one.

My husband.

He fucks me better than my boyfriend who we introduced into our marriage.

Withdraw $500 from an ATM.

Tell Donald I have ache of head and need treating by Body guard.

R6, then why keep the third?

I have a fuckbuddy in my same condo building - one of those always-clean bottoms.

Pet my cats and eat cake.

Set my time travel machine back to 1982...

Get out my jar of Albolene.

Touch myself.

Drive to my new boyfriend’s house.

Close my eyes and dream

I would drive into the city and go to a sex club.

It depends on what I’m in the mood for. I’ve got a couple guys who always want head, one who loves to ride me, and two others who are reliable tops. It’s taken years to assemble this group of fuck buddies, but it was worth the trials and errors to get here.

R18 dreams big, at least. So sad that his mother has to constantly vacuum his Cheeto dust off the basement hide-a-bed.

Fuck my husband.

In flyoverstan the nights you want it are the nights nothing is available.

No. All the free-range dick is searching for meth, on meth, or seeking a 20 year-old who is stupid and has meth.

I’m pretty sure I hate meth more than I hate crack. Same bullshit every time.

R22 Drugs are bad mmkay

R23, being the person not on drugs when they inevitably yell, “Did you steal my cell phone?” And then find it in their fucking pocket ruins the fuck magic.

R24 Who you is? Who you is? You don’t know me!

Call up one of my numerous gentleman callers! *giggle*

R10

[quote] I have a FB in my building...

Sheer luxury!!!! Covered in the monthly assessments?

Still touching myself...

I'd sit and audibly say to myself: "I need to have sex".

but do you put words into actions, carlosinsf.

This reminds me of work.

In an environment serving unhoused clients, we always get at least one fat sweaty sexual predator as a deskman. Yeah, they pay homeless guys for dick and they’re unsupervised at weird times.

Imagine the scent of fat, colon, and lube covered by “Chrome” sitting next to you for eight hours.

I have suffered because of guys who have sex whenever they want it.

How do you know they're fucking the clients, r31? Do they talk about it openly?

One did and he networks with all the service agencies - fat neck with a bald domed head. He didn’t last long because he found a better paying job.

Well I have to admit I’m a lefty—so I guess I’d reach over and tickle my conjoined twin’s right tit.

Pull out the old Oculus