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Product of Demented Sex: July 2009
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Wednesday, 1 July 2009. Do You Remember the First Time? Just as I knew Calais would be the first of my retroactive sex-and-love-log posts, I knew this would be the second. It was nowhere near our hottest encounter, but it was the one that changed my life forever. How wrong, as he was to remind me so many times in the future, I was! Or had he worked me into such a frenzy of excitement that it had overridden all else? Licking ...
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my secret life: January 2005
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The odyssey of a married white male navigating through a sex-obsessed universe. Monday, January 31, 2005. Interesting article from a few months ago in the British newspaper The Observer titled The Brothel Creeper. As I see it, I’m living a. We then have an amicable break-up and go our merry ways. It’s a stripped down (so to speak) version of a relationship stripped of emotional baggage, dependence, and animosity. Posted by noman @ 4:45 PM. Thursday, January 13, 2005. One of the first things I noticed was...
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Product of Demented Sex: 40 Days of Mourning
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Thursday, 4 August 2011. 40 Days of Mourning. Weary se'nnights nine times nine. I shall instead crawl off to lick my wounds, by attempting to console myself with whatever glimpses of silver I can spot in this black cloud. Here they are. 1) Men are nothing but a bunch of motherfucking assholes, I'm better off without them, etc. 2) I lost 2 kilos when he left me. And I had already lost 2 kilos when my mother got cancer. 10) He...
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Product of Demented Sex: August 2011
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Thursday, 4 August 2011. 40 Days of Mourning. Weary se'nnights nine times nine. I shall instead crawl off to lick my wounds, by attempting to console myself with whatever glimpses of silver I can spot in this black cloud. Here they are. 1) Men are nothing but a bunch of motherfucking assholes, I'm better off without them, etc. 2) I lost 2 kilos when he left me. And I had already lost 2 kilos when my mother got cancer. 10) He...
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Product of Demented Sex: Sound and Fury
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Sunday, 17 July 2011. So, it's been almost a month since THAT fateful message, and now I get a message from Magic: "We need to talk. In private." Of course I'm thinking: they changed their minds and got to him after all! And then, of course, it turned out to be something COMPLETELY UNRELATED! I mean, WTF do I care? In fact the one good thing that has come of all this is that now I don't feel like I've been unfairly let off t...
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Product of Demented Sex: There's a ghost in me who wants to say, "I'm sorry". Doesn't mean I'm sorry.
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Sunday, 4 September 2011. There's a ghost in me who wants to say, "I'm sorry". Doesn't mean I'm sorry. So I said it would take me 75 days to get over him. Well, it's been 75 days and I'm still not over him. I should be happy - I got what I wanted, though 3.5 people's lives may have been destroyed in the process. But I'm not, and I didn't, because secretly,. I always wanted more. Though I dared not speak its name.
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Product of Demented Sex: L'amour que nous ne ferons jamais ensemble
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Friday, 8 July 2011. L'amour que nous ne ferons jamais ensemble. How annoying. I now have access to a secret love nest which no-one knows about. and yet no use for it at all. Maybe he was right about me - I really am incorrigible. I never knew whether to find it insulting or flattering. Generally I just found it rather cheeky, coming from him. Nothing at all, right? Posted by Penny Lane. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Product of Demented Sex: August 2009
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Sunday, 23 August 2009. He asked me. "No," I said defiantly. He grabbed my waist and held me down firmly onto his cock, fucking up into me so viciously that I almost screamed! Then he pulled out and kneeled over me, dragging my head to his cock and burying my face in his balls. "Now lick me up and down - suck my balls," he told me. Oh God! You're getting better at riding me," he smiled. "Thank you! Posted by Penny Lane.
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Product of Demented Sex: August 2010
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Tuesday, 31 August 2010. Well, it turns out I didn't really have to worry about my growing sex obsession - it has all but drained away after a mere half an hour with the Professor. Posted by Penny Lane. Labels: male female orgasm. Monday, 30 August 2010. And also because the growth within me is starting to respond to the cries of fake arousal on YouPorn. Posted by Penny Lane. Saturday, 28 August 2010. Posted by Penny Lane.
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Product of Demented Sex: July 2011
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Product of Demented Sex. A blog about sex and love and sex and what it leads to. Wednesday, 20 July 2011. Seven days of unmitigated (or very slightly mitigated) hell. My life stretches before me like a barren wasteland. Posted by Penny Lane. Sunday, 17 July 2011. So, it's been almost a month since THAT fateful message, and now I get a message from Magic: "We need to talk. In private." Of course I'm thinking: they changed their minds and got to him after all! I mean, WTF do I care? In fact the one good th...