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Continuing a mostly true story (almost all, really!): Saturday morning couldn’t come soon enough. While I had seen Joanne on Tuesday night at the meeting and talked with her a couple times since, it wasn’t enough. I was really looking forward to spending the weekend with her. We were going up in the mountains again, hiking and camping overnight. We’d had such a wonderful time last week we planned to do much the same thing again, on trails just a couple hills over from where we’d been. She had offered to drive this time and I took her up on the offer. Just before eight she showed up at m

A continuation of a mostly true story I first posted two months ago I couldn’t wait for Tuesday evening to roll around. All afternoon I was restless and looking forward to the club meeting. I made it a point to get there early, in case Joanne did likewise. She arrived less than ten minutes after me, so we exchanged a quick friendly hug and talked long enough to agree to go out for coffee after the meeting and discuss our plans for the weekend. Since last Saturday’s hike “wasn’t a date”, I hadn’t spoken with her since I dropped her at her car that evening. I was a little nervous she might h

Hi all! I wonder if the man is able to quickly swallow everything without losing anything and make mess and clean up pussy after there are women who prefer to pee in his mouth instead use the toilet? It would be more comfortable, more practical for them?

@Spectacle If I'm in a public pool I generally hold it and go to the restroom and pee on the floor. I'm a little afraid of those peefinder chemicals XD Private pools I don't care unless I know they use them XD it's just so good thinking I peed on everyone in a slight way.

Yesterday I found myself in a large public toilet (like the disabled ones). There was a toilet, two sinks of different heights, a handryer, a baby change facility, a bin, a small window, and a large mirror. The place already reeked of stale urine, and I'd made myself desperate, knowing I'd be passing the toilet on my walk and how unlikely I was to get caught. The possibilities were endless. First I stripped and squatted over the baby-change table. It was curved, like a bowl, and incredibly inviting. I filled a quarter of its volume and didn't feel relieved at all- then I had an idea. Pull