Ok, so I did some more workout pics…and I won’t fill you wit.. (OnlyFans)

Ok, so I did some more workout pics…and I won’t fill you with BS. I did the workout pics because they are easy and the light in my gym is fantastic. Plus, I like doing pics in the gym, it turns me on. Why I don’t know. It just does. Who know’s why things turn people on. It’s all a head game thing. I saw this weird 3D cartoon where this bad ass looking 3D chick had the power to change peoples DNA structure and she changed this dude who was p!ssing her off into a giant penis and balls. Creeped me out and turned me on at the same time. She kept rubbing him and that made him get hard and it looked so painful and humiliating but still….I wanted to rub him. He eventually blew a load out of his mouth and just lay there on the ground, wiggling and twisting around drooling jizz. Like I said, creepy but makes me touch myself at the same time. I kind of want to be both. The drooling penis laying around for all to see and the chick that can make you that drooling dick. If I was a dude I would probably p!ss her off on purpose just to see what it was like to have a whole body orgasm. Fuck, I’m getting way out there now. Time to go somewhere else.

Never trust anyone who says golly, jeepers, crimminy, laughs to much, or is selling sunshine smiles twenty-four seven. It’s a scam. Or they are more than just a few fries short of a happy meal. As in psychotic. Especially if it’s a chick. One of two things will happen. You will get relieved of your cash or end up in Hefty Hefty Cinch Sack along the interstate. Most likely the first, but you can’t rule out the latter. I’m just telling you. Don’t hate the messenger. I also don’t subscribe to meeting very random people off the internet. I refer you back to the Hefty Hefty Cinch Sack killer. He/She or both are alive and well.

I hate when I lose my mouse pointer and can’t find it.  Fucker!

I found a post I wrote like a year ago on another girls’ site.  Well, someone else pointed it out to me.  How sad.  I wouldn’t care if they credited it to me, but it wasn’t.  They left it anonymous so I guess she could always say, “I didn’t say it was mine.”  It was clearly not meant to be credited to me, as there was zero that would even suggest that I exist.  Did I say anything?  No.  I left it be.  She is probably struggling for content, as we all are right now, but still I hate to see her do that.  It’s not that hard to sit down and spit out what’s on your mind.  Well, not entirely true.  Sometimes it takes me an hour or more to type this stuff out.  So I guess it is work but I enjoy doing it so the time fly’s.  I remember writing the post.  It was about the time I left my dildo in the car and took it in to Nissan to have it fixed.  Oh well, strap me to a car frame and an axle and call me shocked, but I am just going to let it ride.  She needs it more than I do.

I don’t have a date tomorrow.  Which means I don’t have dick tomorrow…literally.  Wait…wait just a damn second.  I forgot!  Trainer day!  I have high hopes for trainer day.  I’ll take anything right now.  Hell, a good finger fucking would work at this point.  Finger fucking had become a lost art these days.  Just like 69.  Nobody is doing 69 anymore.  WTF?  I love 69!  They don’t even do it in porn anymore because it’s too much to focus on.  Bastards!  I am on a mission to bring back finger fucking and 69.  I will start a protest.  Finger Fucks Matter!  Wait…to soon?  Out of bounds?  Oh fuck off, it’s funny, I don’t care who you are!  We need to learn to laugh at ourselves and if you won’t laugh at yourself, I’ll do it for you!

Catch you all later!

Brooke…sorry about the zillion pictures.