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Embarrassing Moments
We've all had them - those truly hateful embarrassing moments, caught with your finger up your nose, or snooping through a medicine cabinet, sneezing snot all over a fellow passenger, or realizing you forgot to set the parking brake after your car rolls into a gully, or needing to wrap your jacket around your waist when your period unexpectedly started when you were wearing white pants.

This section of AdultConfessions.com is here just to chronicle those most embarrassing moments. Let the whole world know your bad habits, and when you got caught committing them.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 22

    If I play the little girl lost. Roll my eyes a little. Or even flash a stocking top, a possibility of things to come I can usually get my own way, every time. My boyfriend, Frank, is a big softie really. But, when it comes to sex, the roles are reversed. Frank is in the driving seat, he's the dominant partner and I must play the submissive role. There are rules that must be followed. Frank's rules.

    We love doing it outdoors. It's not just the sex itself that's the turn on but the whole thing. The anticipation, knowing what we our about to do. The drive out, usually to the country. The finding of a place to do it, not as easy as you might think. And, of course, there's always that added thrill that we just might get caught. We never have. Well! not until last summer, anyway.

    We thought we'd found the perfect spot. A hedged in, rutted track with barely enough room to get the car down. It led nowhere, a dead end.

    So, there I was, on that hot day in June, bent over the bonnet, little white dress around my waist and bare bum high in the air. One thing I've learned about Frank is that you have to be patient, very patient. So, I waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, I sneaked a peak backwards. Frank, shorts around his ankles, cock in hand was rolling the ball of his thumb across his foreskin. Our eyes never met, his head was down, taking in the view. Once, in work, I overheard a guy saying that I had legs up to my armpits. It made me smile. Well, there not quite that long, but the heels helped and I thought the little, white, ankle socks were cute and rather sexy. Frank loved them.

    The first touch was hardly a touch at all. I've felt more when a breeze has blown up my skirt when Frank has persuaded me to go out without knickers. It was all over in a second, but the head brushed the whole length of me. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop myself crying out. I expected another long wait. But, the second touch came immediately, as light as the first, but lingering, a circular motion around my bum hole. Frank knew exactly how to tease. Then, nothing for a long time. I played by the rules, not showing any enthusiasm, keeping my legs firmly together, how I don't know. Then the lightest of touches, outer lips, as light as a feather. God! how I wanted that cock, but I knew if I pushed backwards he would only tease me more. So I waited.

    The head entered me, just the head you understand. My hands had made fists, I bit down on the bone white knuckles, shut my eyes and waited. How long? I've no idea but it seemed like forever. Then, another inch, just a miserable, lousy inch. But, OMG! I wanted it. But, Frank could play this game forever. So, it went on inch by inch, slowly , very slowly, until, at last, he was fully inside me. God! enough I thought, please no more, just fuck me. But no, he slid out, almost to the end, and, fucking Jesus, he started all over again. Just an inch. Just a fucking inch. I wanted to scream out loud and call him all the bastards under the sun. But, somehow, I waited, every nerve in my body singing, but I waited. How? I'll never know. He withdrew again. Oh! God not again, I couldn't take a third time. One thing about sex with Frank is that it's never predictable. Just when I'd expected another stuttering entry he slid the whole length inside me. My eyes flew open and I threw my head back and moaned. Now, we were actually fucking. Again almost out to the tip, but the yes, thank God yes, right back inside, forcefully. I have never wanted anything so badly.

    When the little dog appeared in a gap in the hedge it made us both jump. When, a few seconds later, a woman appeared through the same gap we jumped even more. For a brief second or two she didn't realize what she had walked in on. She brushed leaves from her hair and clothes and, finally, looked around. Gradually she realized and her face began to redden from the neck up. It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on a DVD player. For a brief few seconds all three of us just stared, transfixed. Then, suddenly, I was terrified. What must this woman think. Was I some sort of tart. Doing it for money. For some reason I fixated on the heels and the socks. God! I even looked like a tart. I was horrified. I scrambled to get up. Then, a very weird thing happened. Frank, still fully inside me, held me down. I was mortified. This time I tried more forcibly to get up. But he pinned me down easily, palms pressing into my soldier blades. I looked around, frantically. What for fuck sake was he doing. But, Frank was in a world of his own. The weird thing was he was staring directly at the woman and, what's more, she was staring directly back at him. The bastard was actually enjoying himself.

    At that moment in time I hated him with all my being. Why was he humiliating me like this? Treating me like some sort of common whore. This was the man who told me that he loved me. I felt him pull out, as if taking a perverse delight in showing this woman what he had. All thoughts of sex had left me I just wanted the whole thing over so I could crawl away somewhere and die. I rested my head on my arms, closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands. Frank was loving it, easing out then sliding back in, slowly, purposely. I gritted my teeth and prayed that it would all be over quickly. But Frank was in no hurry, he was loving it, the bastard.

    Why, through my fingers, did I look at the woman I don't know, but I did. She was older than us, early thirties probably, pretty, white T shirt, skinny fit jeans, a figure to die for, green wellies. They both still had rivetted eye contact. And then, OMG!, I noticed something. She was biting down on her bottom lip, her left hand was clenched around the hem of the T shirt, pulling the material taut and, Oh! my lord, her nipples where like miniature thimbles. This fucking woman wasn't disgusted or mortified she was fucking well turned on. The revelation was startling. Suddenly, I began to reignite. If she was enjoying it why couldn't I. Fuck Frank, fuck the rules. I opened my legs for the first time and pushed my bum back into Frank. He sensed the movement. Pulled out, but then in again, with more force, and I responded. He must have sensed my willingness because he let me up on straight arms. I arched my body back I thrust out my bum. For the first time there was a response, he moaned. I looked at the woman, boldly now, and incredibly her right hand was around her breast, thumb teasing the nipple. A trickle of sweat ran down her face. It was a huge turn on. God! I wanted it now and so did Frank, desperately. He pinned me against the car. Staying with me now. We found a rhythm, the car began to rock. I heard someone shouting, fuck, fuck, fuck and realized it was me. I could sense Frank was almost there. I was desperate. My hand slid down and found my clit and squeezed. It moved around like a wet piece of soap. I felt Frank shudder and cry out. Mine wasn't an orgasm it was an explosion and it seemed to go on forever. My left leg began to shake spasmodically. Over and over and over.

    When Frank withdrew he turned and looked at the woman a globule of sperm stretched from the head. She looked down, embarrassed yet still turned on. The little dog barked and broke the spell. A look of thorough disgust came across her face. Suddenly she realized her hand was still clutching her breast. It shot down to her side and she quickly disappeared into a gap in the opposite hedge. Later, we would learn that it was a public footpath.



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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 52

    I take pride in my vanity. Most the women of my family were small breasted. So was I. I wanted a breast job but couldn't afford it. When I was married I con my husband to pay for one and he did. I liked the attention men gave me and that made him jealous and we end up divorced. I started screwing around with younger men. They always said I look younger than the age I really was. My daughter never liked what I was doing and wished I never had the tit job.
    I decided to take a trip to the east coast to visit her and my grandson, which at the age of 22, still living with his mom. Also to visit other people I use to know while living on the east coast. My grandson turned out to a handsome young man. He carried my luggage into the guest bedroom while I freshened up in the bathroom. In the mirror I could see he was giving me the once with make to him.
    We went back to the bedroom where I started to unpack my luggage. "Grandma, how are you able to manage to be so sexy looking. I know your breasts are fake. Mom told me they are shaped like big gr**efruits. The tan you got is probably when you spend time on the beach on the west coast. You probably tanning in a bikini too!" "I do," I told Robert. I showed him the tan lines on my boobs. "Go ahead touch them. I know you probably never felt fake boobs." I said. As he was feeling my tits, I noticed his manhood bulging. I slipped my hand over it. I knew I got him turned on. He didn't resist when I went down on that young cock. Just then my daughter, his mother, walked in.
    "Mother!" she screamed. "How could you!" I told her it was natural urges like when I caught her doing her brother. "You're just jealous because he desired me over you!" Then I told her not to be and old prude and join me. "You liked it when you did you brother. It's basically no different." I asked Robert if he wanted Barbara, his mom, to suck his dick and told us he would enjoy that. I held his cock and told Barbara to suck it like she did her brother. "Please mom!" Robert begged. She finally went down on him. Watching my daughter got me turned on, that I was fingering myself and rubbing my fake tits.
    Barbara took her clothes off. "Mount your son's cock" I said. As she did that I face sat Robert. Barb and I started playing with each other tits while on top of Robert. I told her I thought she enjoying it too much and it was my go on it.
    Well it was a fun trip for me. A bit of an embarrassment for Barb. When I was visiting Barbara I couldn't have the heart to tell her brother visited me on the west coast and we fucked like crazy.

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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Female / 48

    Hello.
    I have been reading this site for fun and erotic stories for over 6 months. This is the first time I decided to actually write something myself because I want to get it out.

    My husband and I live in Indonesia. I am Indonesian and my husband is American. We retired early with plans to move here from the US. We have been here for almost 4 years now. Everything was going really well until a week ago. Here is what happened.

    We go to restaurants for lunch maybe 4 days a week. One particular place at a mall in our city sees us once or twice a week. It is one of our favorite places. A week ago we went to lunch at our favorite place like normal, had a nice lunch, and then did a bit of shopping. We travel with Grab so once we get where we like to be picked up, we schedule them. We like to meet up with Grab in the underground parking area because there are less people standing around waiting for some type of transportation like in the main doors.

    Just as we went out the parking door, phone in hand ready to schedule a Grab we were approached by 4 Indonesian males that I would guess were in their late 20s. Our city isn't known for hard arm crime so we thought nothing of it. I guess we should have because as soon as they got to us one jumped behind my husband and held a s throat. One got right in my face and demanded all my money. Another got right in front of my husband and started going through his pockets. They made us move around the corner of the entrance and back into a darker area that had some cardboard stacked up. The one in front of me grabbed my phone and my purse forcefully. I told my husband to just stay calm and let them have their money. He isn't very small and he likes to think of himself as my defender so I knew I needed to tell him to just stay still so he didn't get hurt. One guy who wasn't up close to us seemed to be the leader and was telling the others what to grab. Besides my phone, they grabbed my husband's phone, his cash, his debit cards, my cash, and my debit cards. I speak Indonesian so I was trying to communicate with them and to just take the cash and go. I guess that wasn't enough. My purse was thrown to the side and they started in on the big brave Bule (foreigner)that thinks he can come in and just take their Women. I am 58 years old and while I may look like late 30s, I tried to explain how we have been married for 34 years. Then they just started in on me and how I must hate Indonesian dick and just want some Bule dick.

    Another knife came out and this time it was pointed directly at my face. I was scared. Really scarred. They already had our cash and cards. The leader states that they will make me appreciate Indonesian dick and hate the Bule dicks. My husband didn't understand what they were saying but I seen a look in his eyes like he was about to come to my rescue at any cost when he seen that knife pointed at me. I told him to just stay still and added that I think they want to r**e me. He wasn't liking that at all and started to move towards me. The guy with the knife to his neck showed him immediately he was serious and cut his neck slightly. Enough to be able to see some blood dripping down his neck. I told him to stop. Stay still no matter what. I told him I would be OK.

    The leader came up to me and reached between my legs and grabbed my crotch. Take off your pants he told me. I undid my pants and slipped them down. Your underwear too he commanded. I did as he said. His hand reached again between my legs and said something about how I must really want Indonesian dick. I just stayed quiet looking towards my husband slightly shaking my head no. The leader grabbed my shoulders and led me a few steps and turned me towards my husband face to face. Bend over he commanded me. I did as told. All this time I was thinking that someone would have to hear us and check what was going on but no one did. I could feel him push his dick in me and work it back and forth. I looked up at my husband and could see a tear run down his face even with his look of frozen rage. I didn't look at him again. I couldn't. Finally the first gets finished with me and pulls out to cum. Immediately the second start his turn. All the while they are r****g me they keep taunting my husband with "you like Bule?" "You like?" One by one the fuck me. All the time telling me how great Indonesian dick is. Telling me to say that Indonesian dick is the greatest in the world. I did not say it ever. It wasn't great, it was disgusting. Only one of them had any size to it where I thought it would somewhat measure up to a Western dick. The other 3 including the leader were micro dicks. No wonder they had to r**e people to get some.


    Finally they finished and while laughing, left together. My husband immediately grabbed and hugged me asking if I was OK? I assured him I wasn't hurt in any way. I looked at his neck and was worried about that. What should we do I asked him? We should call the police he told me. I explained that he knew as well as I that nothing would happen, especially with a white guy. No he said, we have to. You were assaulted and we at least have to try and get justice. I was really crying now and I agreed. He told me to stay right here and he would go inside and tell someone to call the police. He did that and of course someone asked why and he told them his wife was assaulted. They could see the blood on his neck and while someone was calling the police he returned to me along with another three people who wanted to see what happened. 2 ladies and 1 guy. The ladies immediately came up to me because I hadn't thought of putting my pants back on so they hid me so I could. They all wanted to know what happened and I somewhat explained it. The guy immediately asked how they were dressed. He was going to see if he could find them. My husband was hoping he could because Indonesian justice would have been calling them out for their actions and a mob would serve them their punishment.

    The police finally arrived. I told them what happened, described them the best I could and told them I didn't know which way they exited. I pointed out the cum splattered on the cement to the police. They instructed us to go to the hospital where I would be tested and my husband's neck looked at and treated. We did that and I had a humiliating exam. We left with instructions to return to the police station the next morning. We did that and filled out the police reports in writing then. We received guarantees that the police would work hard on finding these criminals and of course, it would help if we could donate some coffee and cigarette money to the investigators. We gave them 1 juta Rupiah which is equivalent to about 80 US Dollars. We still know not a thing will be done or even looked into unless they catch these guys in the act someplace. They they will probably be forced to apologize and be on their way. That is just the norm.

    A week later and I have pretty much gotten over the ape part except for the feeling I have about being forced. The problem is my husband. He feels like he is a complete failure since he couldn't protect me. He just can't get past the fact that their was really not anything he could have done without great injury or worse coming to him. He has become depressed and has even suggested I divorce him since he failed me. I of course said I would never divorce him and that he never failed me. He followed my directions is all. I tell him that I know that he would have kicked everyone's asses if I would have just said so but I didn't want him to. Nothing seems to be helping yet and I can just hope that time will help. I just hope we never run into one of those guys because it will be my husband in prison I'm afraid. Not really sure what else I can do.

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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Gay Male / 30

    Back when I was a senior boy in high school I never dated, cause I had feelings for the jock type boys. I tried not to let on, but it was getting harder to control my feelings, especially for the black boys. One Saturday afternoon out at my uncles ranch his neighbors black hired hand was there, alone with his 16 year old boy. He went to the same school as I did, and played basket ball, he wasn't considered a jock, and I didn't know him, other than meeting in the hallways.



    One of my buddys was there also, he was off messing with the horses, and did end up going for a short ride on one, thats when the kid came over and started talking. I caught him looking at me in this kinda embarrassing way, but it got me interested. Shorly afterwards we made a trip behind a hay shed, it didn't take long till he was all over me, and I caved to him, and before I knew what he was fucking me dog fashion. That was embarrassing, but at the same time exciting as hell and I let him finish inside of me.



    When he pulled out I did have mixed feelings, but for the most part I was ok with it, the biggest embarrassing part was on the way back to town when my buddy told me he'd watched the whole thing. I traied to play it off as just something that I couldn't control and it happened, he said yeah, but I didn't see you putting up anykind of a fuss about it, in fact it looked like you may have wanted it. But trying to explain wasn't working, so I gave up trying, but in my mind I did like what he did, and that was just the first time.

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    Straight Female / 50

    This happened five years ago when I was forty-five and recently divorced. My son was off to college. I wasn't ready to date anyone. I got on those adult sites where you can cam. I really got off on that activity. I met all types of people of all ages, size, shapes and race. My frequent viewer was 'Jake The Snake'. He was half my age which intrigued me. Didn't show his face but his very long dong to me. We talked dirty and pretended we was having sex together for awhile. I had to stop because winter break was coming up and my son would be home.

    When he came home we hugged. His hug was sort of a sexual hug. I didn't think anything about it, just that boys would be boys. Then he asked if I kept busy while he was in college and if I started to date. "Same old boring stuff", I said. He said he's been chatting with a woman twice his age to past some time away. I said to him woman that are that age are MILF sluts that prey on innocent young men. That not to get involved with them. "Really?" he said. "Well then you must be a slut." "Why are you talking to me like that and that feel when we hugged!" I yelled to him. "Meet 'Jake The Snake'." as he hung his penis out. I was so embarrassed! Didn't know what to say or do.

    My own son I had the hots for on cam. "Don't tell your father or anyone about this." I said. He told me he won't '_But_'. He blackmailed me into being his slut for about a year, which I really didn't mind. I got over the divorce and been seeing men as much a twenty years younger than me.

    #44217 — Comments (2) — Apr 23, 2019 at 8:12 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 43

    I was bored awhile ago and put an ad on Craigslist with a pic of my cock. A woman answered begging to give me a blowjob and swallow. To make it more exciting we didn't exchange face pics. We liked the thrill. When we met it turned out she was one of my patients. I simply said we had 2 options. We could either go our separate ways immediately and pretend it didn't happen or go ahead and do it anyway. Short version: she blew me and swallowed while her husband watched!

    #44194 — Comments (5) — Apr 22, 2019 at 4:28 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 43

    This is less embarrassing for me than an ex. I have no idea why, but I LOVE having my testicles played with aggressively. No pain or injury but my balls just crave and ache for rough play...occasionally bordering on ball torture. I'm straight and sexy, wealthy and attractive and my only vice is sexy feet and having my testicles played with hard and creatively. Literally I would LOVE it if ANYONE came up with a new, perverse, deviant and nasty thing to do to my testicles! Anyway, I had a girlfriend when I was 19 - 23 and she was a virgin when we met. (Although she sucked off a lot of guys before me. Once she blew some guy from her high school home room and 2 of his friends in the bushes in front of our university centre. Oddly I found that hot!) When we fucked I'd have her squeeze my balls as I was ejaculating. After we broke up and she found a new guy and they had sex. Just as he was about to cum she grabbed his balls and squeezed! He yelled and jumped off the bed and stayed in the washroom whimpering and moaning. There's a lesson in there somewhere. I don't know where because I had fun!

    #44193 — Comments (0) — Apr 22, 2019 at 4:22 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 36

    I really love to suck black men's cocks and am getting pretty good at it. I think I found my next full time job in applying for, I just hope my wife don't find out.

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    Straight Male / 45

    I have a young mistress who know I enjoy being embarrassed by her. She knows I like to be teased and also that I like it when she exposes me publically. She called me tonight and gave me some unusual orders. Something I've never had to do before. I had to shave my body from head to toe. Put on her bra panties top and jeans. Then I have to print off a picture of her that I have, of her tits. Turn on my video camera and record myself pulling my pants and panties down, then jerk off to her pic. She said to send her the video so she can show some of our friends. She will show everyone, I know. But I can't say no.. Wish me luck.

    #44175 — Comments (2) — Apr 20, 2019 at 10:43 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 30

    This 30 yr old divorced white male recently had an embarrassing moment that turned erotic.A couple days ago I was in a downtown park with a female date and we were kissing passionately.All that making out and made me horny as hell with my cock straining against my pants.Unfortunately she had to catch a train for the Easter weekend to visit her mother so she left me there high and dry.As I sat there reflecting on what could have been I noticed this older gentleman nearby who kept trying to catch my eye.I thought oh no some old gay guy checking me out.Because he was looking at me so much I met his glance as if to say why do you keep looking at me.He must have misinterpreted my return glance as interest because he got up and sat beside me.I wondered if I should just get up and leave.I noticed he was around 60 white haired not really overweight but definitely packing a few pounds in his midsection,wearing glassed but otherwise ordinary looking.I then realized to my horror I still had a hard on from my date.And it was not going down anytime soon no matter how much I willed it too.He looked down and noticed it.


    So I was sitting there not knowing what to do.He kept staring at my erection and smiled.He must think that I am turned on to him I thought.Instead of getting up and leaving I continued sitting there.He asked to smoke a cigarette and I said sure go ahead.He took out a long 100 cigarette and placed it in his mouth.He lit up and took a deep drag.He then reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small amber bottle.He then said inhale some of this.When I looked at him dumbfoundedly he explained these are poppers silly you snort them.I thought what is that stuff I should stay away from it.He said it will help you feel good.He opened the bottle and sniffed showing me how it was done.I looked around and saw no one nearby so I thought I will try it once and stop if it feels bad.I took the bottle and inhaled deep with my nose like I saw him do.I soon felt this strange rush and hot feeling inside me then my head felt this deepening euphoria.It lasted a minute or 2 then stopped.I inhaled again and the same rush only even stronger.I started feeling disinhibited and my erection felt so hard I wondered if it would burst.I looked over at him and his face had softened.His smoking looked sensual and sexy in a way I had never noticed before.He sucked on the filter like it was a cock.God he looks so handsome right now why is this happening to me.The more I inhaled the hotter his smoking looked.He saw me looking at him and then said I live nearby let's go.He got up and started walking .Every once in awhile I would take the poppers and take a deep snort when I thought no one could see me.I started having all kinds of crazy thoughts like I am walking with my boyfriend, that I am with this sexy old man and I love it etc.Needless to say I was hornier than I have ever been in my life.We got to his condo apartment and I barely noticed the surroundings. All I noticed was him the way he moved his ass his face his smile.It was like I was in love with him everything he did made me glow inside and excited me.What the hell is happening to me.Before I knew it he had taken my clothes off and his and we were standing naked face to face in his bedroom.Our hard cocks were pressed together and both stiff.we both had cut cocks but the head of his cock was fatter than mine while the length was similar.I took another deep inhale of the poppers and heard myself saying kiss me.He moved real close and kissed me deep and passionately as my mouth opened to take his tongue in.It was like no kiss I had had with a woman.It was deeper more insistent.It aroused my whole body.He lay me on my bad and laying beside me explored my naked body with his hamds and mouth.Soon he was expertly sucking my cock as I moaned and moaned.It felt indescribably intense and I was in ecstasy.Seeing his head bobbing up and down triggered me to let loose a huge load of my sperm while I cried out.He greedily swallowed every drop until my balls were emptied.After this we kissed and I could taste my cun on his lips which only made it more sexy.We lay there awhile and being 30 I was soon hard again.Looking at his face now I found him attractive in a way I never felt with a man before.He looked handsome and right for me.I shuddered inside myself realizing Oh god I could fall in love with a man like this.This stiffened my cock and gave me those love tingles I had only felt with women before but this was deeper more insistent.He had earlier told me his name was Howard.Howard then said it is your turn now baby.I knew what he meant.He wanted me to please him the same way and take my first cock ever in my mouth.Deep down I wanted this and without another thought moved down and kissed the head of his cock.The poppers had me me so uninhibited I was soon sucking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could.I felt so alive so sexy and loved that I was pleasing him as I could hear his moans.He soon spurted in my mouth and I found myself needing to swallow his creamy load every bit of it until he was done.I had this soft feeling inside of satisfaction that I had pleased and looked after his cock.For awhile we lay there until he handed me a cigarette and we both lay there smoking contentedly.I realized I loved this feeling and wondered if I would ever go back to women after this.Another though emerged.... what if I am truly gay and this is who I really am.Before I could finish that thought he asked me to return to him in a couple nights so we could resume.I cleaned up and left in this glowing state of mind.Been thinking of him ever since and I am going over to his place tonight.I bought a pack of Benson and Hedges 100 s his brand and been smoking them the last couple days.When I look at my face in the mirror now I see a softening and new recognition.I am starting to look like a younger version of him.

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