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Bike week. I'll be dressing appropriately to cause dick-hardening attention. Count on it. 500K thousand people. I would guess that means at least 400K cocks. There have to be a few winners in that pool of dicks.0 

Sometimes you get cornered by fire, so no point in not breaking out the secrets. Just saying. I'm not much for keeping secrets anyway. Too hard, too much stress. Own it, live with it, and enjoy the notoriety of being the one who had the balls to throw it out there. Yeah, I know, philosophy by Brooke...who gives a shit. I guess these are my own thoughts as to why I didn't agree to keep a secret. I don't need to know it. I don't really want to know it. If you are dying to tell someone...tell everyone, especially if it involves other people. She told me anyway. Dumb ass. She cheated on her husband. She thinks I can relate to her now. Not even close. I warn all potential love interests I might end up sucking off their best friend or, worse, their college-aged son. So if they catch me in the garage with his dick pumping sperm in my ass...it's on them. Just say sorry for interrupting and wait patiently in the kitchen. I'll be in shortly. So no, she doesn't even remotely relate to me. She's cheating-cheating. As in she wants more than just dick from this guy. To me, at this point, she needs to decide. If she wants this new guy more than her current husband...she needs to make her intentions known to everyone. Plans need to be made. This is a life-altering event for everyone. When I do it, it's a dick-altering event. I don't give one rat's ass about the guy who owns the dick. The only emotional attachment I will have is with his penis. I go home...eventually. One day I will find a life partner that understands that.