IIRC, when General Horsip, commanding the consolidation force (and**:** Was It Needed!) subsequent to the “successful” conclusion of the invasion, was reading through the stack of research reports on the local inhabitants, both he and his deputy seemed to be near-continuously attracted to Mating Habits of the Lop-Tails :eek: (“lop-tails” being the name ascribed to the Human inhabitants of the Planet).
If even Gen. Horsip, conquerer of the most difficult conquest ever accomplished by the Integral Union, could fall into the sexual-interest trap, who am I to blame my self? :o To feel guilt at “time wasted”?
I am generally incapable of thinking of anything. This is especially true if I’m with someone, when, if things are right, I turn into a writhing, moaning, growling, incoherant beast.
It all depends on when the orgasm happens in relation to when I wanted it to happen. On those ocassions where my control is poor it’ll be something like “oops” or “oh fuck!” or “this is embarrassing”. On those ocassions where my control is too good and we’re pretty much bored with the process and really hoping I’ll wrap it up soon so we can go do yard work or something, thought will be along the lines of “finally!”
Fortunately those extremes don’t happen to often and everything in between have no thoughts attached, just happiness and love.
I think about my fourth grade gym teacher, who told me I wasn’t a real man and girls would always be better than me because I couldn’t dribble a basketball at the time.
Kind of explains your name, huh Thanks for totally cracking me up. I’m lmao right now. Personally, I usually think something along the lines of, “What in the hell is this beautiful, sexy girl doing with a goofy, fat bastard like me.” That’s just me though.
Thanks for totally cracking me up. I’m lmao right now. Personally, I usually think something along the lines of, “What in the hell is this beautiful, sexy girl doing with a goofy, fat bastard like me.” That’s just me though.