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jtmalone70 said:...a bit more oral fun...
I do enjoy oral sex.![]()

MMMMMMMM yes I can tell you enjoy.Your nipples are extremely hard you look amazing in those photosjtmalone70 said:...a bit more oral fun...
I do enjoy oral sex.![]()

jtmalone70 said:...the fun never ends!
jtmalone70 said:Well, I submitted my new story finally. Hopefully it'll appear in a few days!
jtmalone70 said:Well, my story seems to be doing quite good on another site, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed for this one, as well.
I started it around the beginning of August and kept plugging away, as best I could and as time would allow. Of course, once school started, my workload tends to pick up, which explains the long delay, including why I don't post much to my blog now. I should really get back to doing that.
In other news, my husband had several packages delivered to the house today. They seemed quite oddly shaped, so I called him and asked what they were.
Model boats.
Did you ever build models, when you were younger? My dad and I put together a little model dune buggy, probably when I was about eight or nine years old. Geesh, I have no idea whatever happened to it. I remember it was yellow and he put this little plastic flower in it for me. I remember I use to play with it all the time, but where it is now, I haven't the foggiest notion.
My sons use to build models quite a bit, especially Steve. He got to be pretty dang good at it, too. He tended to like airplanes, and the bigger and more complex they were, the more he liked them. Mike, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy trucks and boats.
The girls never showed any interest in models, of course.
Years ago, Mike and Steve dragged me down to the creek one afternoon so I could be the judge in a boat race. Boy, I think they were eleven and twelve years old. They were a lot of fun. Anyway, they went upstream with their model boats, dipped them in the water, and away they went! Well, we had to race several more times, because when one would win, the other would demand a rematch. So we did that until it ended up a tie, and I told them they were both winners and excellent seamen.
When they were a little younger than that, they and their sisters once built a raft and tried to sail downstream on it. Of course, the thing was so flimsy, it could barely hold the weight of one of them, let alone four. And, naturally, they came home soaked. Sandy was quite upset about it, too. She always hated getting wet like that. She didn't mind baths or playing in the pool, but getting wet? Nooo. She hated it. Sam, on the other hand, didn't care. She and Mike were more adventurous, and, if getting a little wet and muddy was a requirement, they'd snub their noses at it and charge ahead.
Steve did pretty much whatever Mike would do, but you could tell he'd be more cautious about it. He tried to avoid dirtying his clothing, but, if it happened, well, ok, he'd live.
Oh, another cool toy my dad got me was one of those airplanes that you control with a long line of string. You hold the string, controling the pitch of the airplane, while it buzzes in a circle around you. He got it for me in the summer of 1976! And it was a P-40 Warhawk, too! And... I still have it! I think it might still work, too.
I'm also eating applesauce right now.... Mmmmmmm.......
jtmalone70 said:Namrom711 asked if I would answer a question, with regards to whether or not I talk dirty during sex.
Well, the truth is, I don't swear, but sometimes in the heat of the moment, as I approach the brink of orgasm, I do.
I have become a huge fan of your stories...jtmalone70 said:Well, I submitted my new story finally. Hopefully it'll appear in a few days!