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Hi there! Got any jalapeno juice?

Holy hell, thank you for that laugh. I needed it.

Benefit of a good stretching routine, obviously.

That’s silly, OP. Everyone knows that after the third sneeze (and ‘bless you!’), you need to start cursing them. Otherwise they’ll lose too much bad stuff and become enraptured by the good, losing all will and will be enraptured by what’s above them, whether vagina, penis, or light bulbs. It’s how the bisexuals are created, and we need people to help preserve the delicate balance between the various types. Too many bisexuals and the whole world will collapse.

It’s actually really interesting to me how the cartoons are probably the best representations of the xmen. The movies all had their place (and their time… the original was so amazeballs when it came out even if it was hokey), but the cartoons did a great job of encapsulating and cementing people’s vision of the xmen.

The comics (not just the xmen/prime ones, but all the tie ins) just went crazy over the years in some ways. If you ever want to lose an afternoon and just boggle at your computer screen, go try to trace the Summers’ family tree. The marvel ‘space’ comics are a trip.

Also random racist comments and disgruntled mayor rants.

Remember how long the series has been running? Remember how many different comics that are technically still x-men that have been running on the side? Cyclops has gotten up to some nasty things. I think this one in particular is referring to a time after professor x died, and cyclops got a little touchy.

Hey, don’t deadname dick! He’s a real AGI!

I feel attacked. Grinding the T10 ships was easier in the missions!!

The cvs are basically drone launchers. Old-fashioned plane like drones though.

More like step one: Stop hitting the ‘ready’ button. Then switch mode to the cooperative vs ai mode, and pray your allies aren’t idiots.

Buffy… I’m trying to remember the two times. The first one was when we got the second slayer, right? Was that cpr or something? Then she had a season finale / season opener combo with magic where she was depressed afterwards, that one I remember because it felt pretty gut wrenching.

Fucking memes, bringing me the latest and greatest of news.

Both the real humans and the clankers make posts with titles like, “I wish someone was here with me right now,” and yet neither ever posts their address. /shrug

:'( Maybe one day, but definitely not today.

What’s wrong with sucking robot dick? Dick is usually pretty nice, so I would think he’d be emulated in a pleasant manner by robot mechanisms.

How are you with eye contact during it all?

Only way to find out is if you want to let me know if you’re close to me. It’s like I say as I roll my eyes at all the ‘provocative’ titles of people claiming they want someone with them: post your location and we’ll make it happen.

I prefer less hands, and I try not to drool. Drool has always been a turnoff for me, whether it’s me or the partner. And a blow job should be slow and sensual, and hands just speed that up. Work that whole collection of tongue, lips, and throat, taking your time. Facefucking doesn’t need hands, obviously.

As for position, just about anything goes. If it’s a pleasant gift, I want to be on my knees while the partner is in a chair or standing. If it’s sexual go time then yes, get me on my back. The head hanging off the bed doesn’t seem to work quite as well for me. For some reason I can’t take it all in like I can in other positions. I sometimes wonder if it has anything to do with what my dentist called a “narrow archway” which I think meant the fauces. I can definitely feel a little ‘pop’ as the cock pushes past some sort of structure when I’m upright, but I don’t feel it as much when I’m laying with head hanging.

Which size did you get for the chance? And was it the flared/unflared one, and before they changed the design a few years ago? I’ve always wanted to get someone’s opinion on the differences.

I’ve always wondered whether to call my self a size queen. I really, really love the sensation of being knotted, but that’s like the end, I’m going to orgasm moment. I don’t want that big ole thing pumping in and out of me, just locking me to my partner.

I’m definitely a length queen when it comes to giving oral though. Gimme that foot long, babe! (and maybe just once let me experiment with jalapeno juice on it <.<)

Hmm, sex was always weird for me. I think I knew of the ‘concept’ of sex toys pretty early on. One of my ‘core memories’ is a friend hitting the play button on a porno of three women, one laying down prone while the other two played with her. My friend kept pointing to the toy they were using on her ass and excitedly describing how her vagina was spreading open because she wanted to have sex. I can’t remember much about the toy, except that it seems hilariously small compared to all the stuff you see nowadays. I think it was off white plastic or something, with a base that reminds me a little (in my memories) of a traffic cone’s base.

‘preteen hormones’ took care of the rest of wanting to know about sex. I stole my friend’s cds that had the porn and tried to watch them when no one was home.

I think the first time I every tried to use a sex toy was the most awkward, lol. I had found a book of my dad’s that I really wasn’t supposed to find (dirty white boys, if I remember it right), and there were some comments about assholes and sex and such that led me to finally look at that area. I had just never actually looked using a mirror or anything, just took the advice about wiping and sort of did my best in the toilet. So after reading this book I found myself crouched on the sink counter in my bathroom, while holding a shaving mirror I had nabbed, all trying to get a look at my asshole… and then I took a pencil I had and pushed it in. Weeeeeeeeell, that led to all sorts of horrors. I discovered enemas accidentally when I used the fancy tub with the jets (and that was not a fun experience the first time when I wasn’t expecting it). I eventually took to using all sorts of random shit: The handles of shower loofahs (thin but wide with ridges for grip), a toilet paper holder than can only be described as serpentine with back and forth S curves (that one was a bad idea), the handle for a massager (it had these wicked spiked balls that connected by a dowel rod through a hold at the end so they could rotate… you remove the balls, and you had a reasonable dildo)…

Damn, looking back at it all now, I was a really ‘wicked’ kid.

I think I discovered my interest in furry porn by the time I was 16 or so, and I dreamed of the bad dragon dildoes for years. I finally was able to afford one, and finally able to buy and keep it hidden, only years later when I had a ‘career’ type job. Picking out the colors and sending the emails to the staff felt like it was so taboo and I had to be a super secret agent about when I got on my computer.

I still have that first bad dragon dildo, a medium unflared chance. It’s a really good dildo. I’ve added some other stuff now that I enjoy, like nipple clamps, a butt plug with a rainbow horse tail, and several other random things. Humorously enough, I only really grabbed onto my current oral fixation in the last two years, so chance and my new dildo, the tentacock (it’s 11 inches, ya’ll, holy shit), get a lot of use in tickling my esophagus.

small addition: anyone who is interested in sex toys (and even those who just are interested in adult stuff in general) should check out the comic Oh, Joy! Sex toys!