Mmm my niece pic.got got.posted in bathroom stall at our annual family gathering and i stayed in the bathroom alot just to hear the faps, they think it was some random girl i assume, her dad and brother moaned hard, seen them walk out.of stall like nothing happened smiling,  she never had a clue, people were being really nice to her tho, grazing up on her etc idk

Mother and Son annual vacations without Dad.

Do women really ever get sexually turned on and wet when they have their annual gynecologist exam ?

It's finally here!

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Day of Debauchery

my annual day of debauchery is coming up and I'm doing some planning. Strip club and prostitute are a given - but what else can I get up to that'll get me off?

last year I woke up- left like I'm off to work - I like to drive with my dick out and listening to women humming on the radio kind of rubbing as I get hard. first I went to a rub-n-tug for some handjob action, she wasn't hot enough to get a body-slide, but then I had to cool off. So I went to hooters (where the women dress slutty) watched a bit of tv and had a couple of drinks; got myself all horny again and went to a strip club (to get more horny,) more alcohol, and in the processes hooked up with a prostitute in the back room. by then it was almost time to go home, so I had a couple more drinks and told the wife I'd meet her at the gym - I got to the gym - washed the skank off of me, and drink a bunch of water in the change room before going to run my buzz off on the track.

this year? I don't know yet.

Tomorrow is my wedding anniversary and I'm looking forward to my annual blowjob.

Here is my true confession:
Four years ago, I downloaded the Whisper app and started posting fake Whispers just for fun. In one Whisper, I said that I make $250k annually, and most of my job was just showing up to meetings and nodding my head.
That Whisper was featured, so thousands of people saw it.
Within a few hours, I had dozens of messages from people, some of whom wanted to know what I did for a living, but some were from women who were looking for jobs.
I replied to the women and made it clear from the beginning that I was interested in an attractive secretary.
(It was all a lie, of course. I'm actually a stay-at-home dad. My wife makes about $180k annually, so I quit my job ten years ago to handle the domestic side of the relationship. It's a wonderful set-up. I recommend it.)
Anyway, three women responded back to me, saying that they understood what I was looking for, and were still interested in working for me. All three were college students: two white and one Hispanic. I had them send me their resumes and an "introduction video." I told them to wear what they thought I'd want them to wear as my secretary.
They got the hint. There was a lot of cleavage in those videos.
I managed to convince two of them to send me complete strip-tease videos. The third one wanted "proof" that the job actually existed before she'd send me anything more than a cleavage shot.
A few days later, once I had my fun and had all I wanted, I ghosted on all of them.
I still have everything they sent me, including their resumes. I like to Google them from time to time, just to see if they still look the same. They have no idea who I really am. I never told them a single true thing about me.
The weird thing is, it's not so much the seeing them strip that excites me anymore, but it's the power I feel I have over them. I know everything about them, and they know nothing about me. The complete power imbalance makes me hard.

Beauty College Annual Pageant. Always worth going along to. The students put on an annual pageant every year as part of their finals, always worth going along for a visit, especially as it is free.

Love to see the annual nigger parade.