I enjoy sex. I’m not the woman who withholds sex as a punishment when mad. Not at all. I’d rather fuck and continue being angry after. Why punish myself to teach you a lesson? Sex has always been the one thing that I couldn’t compromise on in a relationship. If we don’t click sexually, then we aren’t going to click at all. Now I’m pondering choices that the orgasmic haze of good dick has led me to make. Sticking in relationships that should have been possibly abandoned. Holding on to meaningless connections because I didn’t want to lose that dick I just might need in a crunch when I’m single. I’m not a nympho. I will not take in just any dick. You’ve heard of AIDS right? Continue reading Dickmatized: Thinking With Your Pussy
