March 2010


I would love to kiss, lick and caress them all night long.

I don’t care what the Oscars say “Up in the Air” was the best film of 2009. Great cast, great script, great characterizations and relationships. Great everything. Plus a great performance by Anna Kendrick, whose heavenly bosom continues to give me Oscar Fever.

Great rack, baby.

And when I say “me” I mean my cock.

Unrequited love is a bitch. It aches like nothing else. The knowledge that your overwhelming isn’t being returned is painful to bear. I cannot stop thinking about the married woman I long for. She is in my every thought, my every desire, my every fantasy.

My body comes alive at the smallest exchange with her. I long for her and ache knowing that I will never have her.  I wish my heart wasn’t so easily moved by her. My heart wants what I will never get.

I haven’t posted a pic of Miley in awhile but it’s not because I don’t care about her. I care about her deeply and I think she knows that. And it’s not just because I’d like to trace the shape of her lovely thighs with my tongue either.

It’s because I respect her as an artist.

She is an artist, isn’t she? I think somebody told me that.

I’d love to take her from behind.

Maybe she is. Honestly I don’t really know. She was good in “Juno” but I haven’t seen her in anything else. But if she starts doing more roles in her underwear I promise to become a big fan.

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