I would like to tell a recent experience I had. Some time ago I posted in my status the status “creamed” and I want to tell you what happened.It w...s a Friday I believe and I was chatting in a chat room reserved for adults. I was in the specific room for married people and chatted with many different men. I ended up chatting for about 2 hours with a man from around my city. He is a lawyer and in later 30s. He was talking at his work and we had a very good sexy conversation.I was very wet from. That turns me on.”“Now, this is the question that I want you to think about, but not answer me today,” Wesley continued. “Does it make you happier to have a great orgasm that curls your toes, or does it make you happier to do something unpleasant that turns me on?”Amaya didn’t have an answer. If he had asked yesterday, she would have picked making him happy. Right now, she wouldn’t say that. The sun was directly over her and there was next to no breeze even on the roof. She was sweating, naked. What would I find in the apartment? Would the person be embarrassed and never share the music again? All these questions and more were circling in my brain and making me all the more nervous. I had to confront my fears and discover the source though. If I didn’t, God help me. Finally, after countless mental reassurances I made my move. Grabbing a shirt to pull over my bare chest, I looked in the mirror quickly. My black hair was framing my face in choppy layers and somehow made my sharp,. " (My name isn't Dick. Joe is always planning ahead.) "Dick and Roger go way back, right Dick?." (So now his name is Roger. For that matter, like her name is really Flossie?)Up close I can smell the beer on her breath. She's a little ripe. But shit, Joe and I have done worse. "Hi, Flossie, how ya doing? Yeah, Dick and Roger go way, way back. One for all and all for one," I tell her. "Want a beer?" I signal to the barkeep, beers all around. Flossie is smiling. Well, hell, she has most of her.