I read other people's blogs and I am struck with my own shallowness. I wonder if I have an inner-more thought than, "I yearn for ass."
I think that if I were hamlet I would probably have said, "Nymph, in thy orisons, be all my sins remembered .... BTW I yearn for ass."
Even when ass is plainly in view and willing, I yearn for ass, like someone eating and thinking, "I yearn for food."
So if you meet me and you see my eyes glaze over every few seconds and you wonder, what the hell is he thinking, well ...
I think that if I were hamlet I would probably have said, "Nymph, in thy orisons, be all my sins remembered .... BTW I yearn for ass."
Even when ass is plainly in view and willing, I yearn for ass, like someone eating and thinking, "I yearn for food."
So if you meet me and you see my eyes glaze over every few seconds and you wonder, what the hell is he thinking, well ...
Anyone who knows you knows you yearn for far more than that!!
Legs, breasts, the arch of the back, hipbones.... and spine........
Just off the top of my head now.