Post 1 of 2 Yep, gonna throw back to the old Dayton Ohio Stu.. (OnlyFans)

Post 1 of 2
Yep, gonna throw back to the old Dayton Ohio Studio days.  Why? Because it's early and I haven't made anything new yet...but I will.  There will be stuff going up today that was shot today.  Most of what I put up is shot the same day I post it.  Some of it a day or so later but come on...as far as old porn chicks go, thats unheard of.  You mostly get shit shot 15 yrs ago and 50 lbs lighter.

Oh, shit, she’s back.  That’s right folks, I’m back and I’m at it again.  I think over the years I have said it a million times.  I don’t care about my grammatical mistakes, nor anyone else’s for that matter.  You're lucky I can even spell, so sit on that one and spin.  Remember Happy Days…they would say “sit on it!”  That kind of disappeared over the years.  What’s going on.  Not much.  Last night was interesting.  Nope, I had no dick inserted into me.  A finger or two, maybe, but no cock.   Yeah, I got finger banged last night in a car, just like I used to way back in the day.  It’s still just as fun as I remember it.  I didn’t even get my jeans pulled down, just unbuttoned and pushed down enough to slip a hand in.  Now, first things first, I intended to get laid, I really did.  His dick however had other ideas.  I met him at the Seadrift, 28, tall, good looking.  Dick was enormous.  I’m guessing eight or nine hard and huge round balls.  Probably some of the biggest, roundest testicles I have ever had the pleasure of holding.  His dick was fat as hell, looked absolutely delicious. Just the way my box likes them.  I’m getting ahead of myself.  I met him there, he was all cocky and strutting around.  I would probably be the same if I had a dick like that hiding in my pants.  Anyway we ended up talking, and he had a jacked up truck which I pretended to be interested in and showing it to me was our lame excuse to take things further.  We got in, got out, got back in the back, and started making out.  He was bonkers for my boobs and I let him take his time with them.  I knew there was no performance issues because I was rubbing his dick through his jeans and it was pure steel.  His hands went from my tits to my jeans, which I had to unbutton for him because he couldn’t do it.  Guys, practice on your unbuttoning technique, it will go a million miles if you can do it quickly and all cool like.  Anyway, I unbuttoned them, unzipped them just in case he fucked that up as well, and his hands were all over my mound.  He gets points for staying on point with my clit.  He did a marvellous job of rubbing it.  Not too hard, not to fast, just right.  I, on the other hand, unbuttoned his jeans like the pro that I am, unzipped and boom.  Underwear.  I fucking hate underwear.  Especially jockey shorts.  They are like body armor.  We had to fuck around and get the underwear down, eventually we just pulled it all down to his ankles.  Helpful hint.  If you going out even remotely plan on getting laid, leave the Underoos at home.  Anyway, the big wanker that was so hard it was standing straight up against his belly.  I was pulling it back and forth, letting it slap his belly.  He asked me what i was doing, and I said having fun, shut up.  He went back to fingering me and it felt very good.  So good I grabbed his cock and stroked it.  That went on for about a minute and I was holding his balls when I felt them suck up into where ever they go and I knew what was coming, literally.  This guys shot a load worth of an Oscar.  Ropes, thats the best way I can describe it.  Ropes of sperm just kept shooting out…all over his black dress shirt and they were sticky ropes.  They just stuck there.  He shot them all the way up to his neckline.  Thick long ropes of sperm.  On a black shirt.  I was seriously impressed with his jizz production ability.  They looked so good I started licking them up but, and this is where I realized this would be our last encounter, he stopped me.  He was freaked out that I wanted to eat his sperm off of his shirt.  He literally said “Thats fucking gross!”  Made me feel bad for about two seconds.  Then I came to my senses, said thanks for the fun time, see you back inside.  He started complaining about the cum on his shirt and I told him to talk to his testicles, they were the ones responsible for it.  He wanted my number, I declined, went back inside and he never came back in.  So, that was my night.  How was yours?  Probably as slow as mine.

I’m fucking horny, but I have a UTI.  I get those because I have some weird disease in my bladder.  It’s fine but it can be annoying at times.  Especially now.  I had a finger in my box, a dick in my hand, cum on my fingers, I even tasted it.  All that and I haven’t cum yet myself.  If I wait a day, all will be good, but my damn box is like, “FUCK ME NOW!”  Nature is a motherfucker.  Everything is going to look like an irresistible dick that I just have to have.  Chicks won’t cut it today.  Dick is about the only thing that will cure this problem.  I would fuck a dildo over a hot chick right now.  You know what, I like being me.  If being overtly horny is my problem, it beats being the opposite.  I can’t imagine myself sitting around trying to think of ways of how to avoid sex at any cost.  You got to be one dried up sandbox to live like that.  Boring comes to mind.  I don’t know how chicks live like that.  I had a hysterectomy when I was thirty.  It devastated me because they tell you your sex drive goes with the parts they take.  Pure bullshit.  Sex isn’t all about your body.  It’s the mind folks.  Remember, I told you that.  Once I figured that out I made my pre-hysterectomy days look like G rated movie.  When a chick complains to me that her man was or is stepping out on her I immediately wonder what she isn’t doing to keep him from straying.  All this bullshit that he should love me, sex or not.  You have to be a complete moron to think that is even remotely true or OK.  If you loved him, you would spend ten minutes three times a week draining his balls.  Odds are he isn’t going anywhere.  If he does, then you know he isn’t the one for you.  Of course you can always do what I do when they step out.  Ask to join in.  If that isn’t possible then see if they can at least get you a video/pics doing the nasty.  I mean come on, fair is fair.  A video is not too much to ask for.  I have and would do it again for the guys I was stepping out on.  The one guy would watch it every time right before we fucked and make me tell him how much I enjoyed fucking the other guy.  I was all about that.  He got more than an earful.  So, what I’m saying here is fuck your girlfriend/boyfriend if they can’t find time to get you off.  That is telling all on its own.  A fucking handjob, how hard is that?  Do that three times a week for a guy and he will smile all week long and bring flowers home.  You know you would, so don’t look at me like that.  It’s nature folks, balls were meant to be drained, pussies meant to be fucked till they drool.  So I say lets get on with it.  It’s just fucking sex.  I was saying that long before Flynt coined it.