What Sarah Said
Posted on in Humor
What I remember most is the country music wheedling and yodeling out of his Bose stereo (alpha-male black, of course) as he slid his dick in and out of my snatch.
After that, how could I respect him in the morning?
So, fuck the jag, fuck the cowboy hat and tight jeans I found so appealing in my admittedly tipsy state. The night was a bust and my cowboy ended up being just another frog disguised as a prince.
He did have a huge cock, though. I remember that, too.
Lot of good it did the two of us.
May 31st, 2008 7:24 am
A kind of moody piece.