As I alluded to in this post, Dude and I flirt like two kids on a playground. I push him down, but only because he pulled my hair first. It’s our way of letting each other know we have a crush on each other. I had the same kind of banter, teasing, and chops-busting with The Bruiser, and it’s much more in line with the kinds of relationships I like to have with people. Profligacy and I never had that banter, and I definitely missed it. And I’m enjoying having it again. So I’ll keep running my bratty mouth and he’ll keep firing back like he’s (got) a really big dick (because he does), and it will all be said with a wink and a smile and an awesomely passionate fuck.
Not very mature, but definitely very fun.
I'm Britni, a snarky bitch and generally awesome person. I write about sex, love, and bullshit. If sex-positivity, discussions about BDSM and kink, queer issues, and topics that are completely inappropriate by society's standards make you uncomfortable, then this blog is not for you.
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Heh. The Man and I are like this all the time.
I’m glad to see you are doing well…
peace…