I thought I knew what I craved. I thought for sure I found my path. You give me hope, you give me faith. As the light grew dim. Exactly what it was, though, I could not tell. For once again, I had become confused. My heart, my mind, they had both been used.

A Glance At My Morning Erection. On September 11, 2012. On August 19, 2012. My question for everyone is when you read a letter from a friend or from someone whose voice you recognize, do you read what they wrote in your inner voice or their voice? Posted by Tom Baker.

An explosion to my taste buds. I love opening her up with my. Nothing like an acquired taste. A true work of art. She does what I say. She gives me what I want. Every inch of her body is mine. With a desire to be punished. I go to unimaginable depths.