Thursday, December 27, 2007
My brother-in-law wants to fuck me.
Justin sent me a note of apology for being out of line on Christmas. He said he was drunk. "No hard feelings, Susie," he writes. I am still thinking about his very hard, very LARGE cock hanging out of his corduroy pants, the shaft thick with veins, the head nearly purple with arousal, the idea that he wanted to fuck me while his wife, my sister was downstairs fussing over children and ham. No hard feelings, huh. Was that eight inches or nine? He signs off: "I hope we can have a drink sometime and talk about this."