some other anon:>i understand, i can see your distress>the ass is a man's pacifier>the bottom and the bosom is the key to a peaceful >may god bring you an ass quicklybro you get it man, I was literally in heaven in oxytocin and vesopressin when I made sweet love to a woman a short while ago. it was supposed to be casual but I made a mistake in getting too emotional with it. It started with a neck kiss after a night out and tensions were high, I did the usually thing of staying in control and jumpstarting it and keeping it slow and sensual. But I took my time, it came down me buried in her legs feeling her clitoris with my tongue, I made sure it wasnt the only thing she felt as I glided my hands on her thigh. In the midst of what you can imagine, I told how great she was at something she was insecure about, that I was so happy to see this part of her, she said things about me too. This moment was something else and I held her so close. I was doing PIV from the back with my hand on her clit and my face in her neck. She came for the last time and I couldnt hold it anymore, As I came and I told her "I feel as you feel me, it's the best isn't it?" I couldnt think of anything poetic or whatever. I held her close and made sure she knew I wasnt going anywhere in that moment her brain shut off (mine did too). we cuddled after that.now it's complicated. she wants me again I want her too... It's... im hitting the character limit on this post.
when we end up in the heat of the moment we end up cuddling nude in a drunken stupor (with no alcohol) involved. it devolves into almost no prefrontal cortex activity with us telling each other sweet things as we cling to each other. I cant tell she wants me to get her pregnant asap and I want it too and we both know it makes absolutely no sense but our brains stop working.
>>24122879>drunken stupor (with no alcohol)I'd date a tranny and that's too gay for me
>>24122898i mean when you're so intimate with someone that you can't even think; hence why i say "drunken" without alcohol
