Hair Today, Come Today

Where there's hair, there's pussy, and where there's pussy, there's the potential for orgasms, a potential that is fulfilled when our lady puts her fingers to the wanking.

Open the lips and put in the finger, and see what happens to the pussy. It starts off like any pair of vaginal lips. Then it becomes weird. We swear it's talking to us, telling us to look closer, to get harder, to pull down our pants and stroke our penis hard. Yes, pussy, yes!

That, friends, is the power of pussy. It's like Superman, only it really exists. And like Superman it can fly and look through walls and lift massive weights without effort. Okay, maybe not, but we choose to believe.

It's hard to think, and type, as we pound the keyboard with one hand and our pud with the other. We're going to come, but we're waiting for the pussy to tell us when. Pussy holds the reigns on our climax. Pussy is good. She will let us orgasm when the time is right.

What is time? Does anybody really know what time it is? We learned that such artificial boundaries such as time are constructs of man and not natural to nature. Ask her, Mother Nature, that is. She's tell you.

Where's Mother Nature? Look no further than the pussy. And now, we will all come.

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