tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12316001024335229.post473488946924516586..comments2024-03-09T16:33:07.940-05:00Comments on A Breeder's Journal: One Encounter (Vacation Week Repost)Mr. Steedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13439409354795921043noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12316001024335229.post-48731138818199693902011-08-12T11:51:31.516-04:002011-08-12T11:51:31.516-04:00Ah, I love this post. I really do. I want to meet ...Ah, I love this post. I really do. I want to meet a guy with a PA so bad. I'm not sure why I haven't been able to yet. Possibly because where I have lived (both Maine and Ohio) seems to have a stigma about tattoos and piercings so that at most guys will have their ears pierced and think they're being sexy. My nipple rings have been kind of an oddity. Anyway, thanks for reposting this one. I love it.<br /><br />-AceAcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16689622131508698674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12316001024335229.post-15221610925168526932011-08-12T11:16:33.536-04:002011-08-12T11:16:33.536-04:00I never kept a log. Wish I had. Just know a lot ...I never kept a log. Wish I had. Just know a lot of hard cock slipped between my lips. Could never get enough. halAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12316001024335229.post-33002997242877964042011-08-12T10:58:30.875-04:002011-08-12T10:58:30.875-04:00As soon as you said caterpillar mustache and green...As soon as you said caterpillar mustache and green slacks I knew it was the 70's.....lol<br /><br />The only log I kept as a teen was tick marks in one of those little Hallmark pocket/purse calendars of how many times I jacked off each day....lolcyberi4ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06309025181649016156noreply@blogger.com