<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269</id><updated>2012-01-04T11:47:11.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ethical Slut</title><subtitle type='html'>From the beginning of my blog back in 2006, the ups and downs, the good and bad, my life has been quite a journey. And if you read back far enough you will see most of it.  Much has changed and evolved since my last posting the end of 2009, and I am looking forward to sharing my life with you.  I talk about everything...from sex, to feelings, to time with my kids, work, whatever comes to mind.  Because I can.  Because it's my blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>419</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8774085429872215814</id><published>2011-01-09T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:39:12.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Feelings</title><content type='html'>I have mixed up feelings right now.&amp;nbsp; My life is in a state of flux.&amp;nbsp; Many many things are changing around me.&amp;nbsp; My work, my part time jobs, my friends, my relationships.&amp;nbsp; Everything is in a flux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the holidays and the busy schedules, I haven't been playing as much.&amp;nbsp; It's actually been a little quiet around here.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit to having sex maybe once a week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas was okay.&amp;nbsp; Lonely without my kids.&amp;nbsp; Then my son got sick on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, then I got sick the day after that.&amp;nbsp; Just the stomach virus thing, no biggie, but missed a day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been horrendous.&amp;nbsp; Slow then slammed, having a hard time finding a good balance between it all. So I'm either flush or broke.&amp;nbsp; No happy medium, hopefully things will level out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve was great!&amp;nbsp; Was in Baltimore at a huge HUGE hotel bash with thousands of my closest friends.&amp;nbsp; Actually there were 6 of us who went, but we kept getting separated.&amp;nbsp; I shared my NYE with a good friend and lover.&amp;nbsp; Prior to the party we were in the room, providing a show for the people across the street in the other high rise hotel.&amp;nbsp; Lights on, curtains wide open, and lots of sex.&amp;nbsp; I do believe we even got some waves, some light flashes, and high 5 signs!&amp;nbsp; It was great.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy being an exhibitionist sometimes. We did the same thing after the midnight bell - more sex with the lights on.&amp;nbsp; It was great fun!&amp;nbsp; My friend is great fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself becoming quite attached to him.&amp;nbsp; We've been friends for several months now, and on and off lovers.&amp;nbsp; He is a swinger too. Somehow or another he has managed to consistently remain a part of my, persistently pursue my time, and has been very successful at it. To the point where he is now my most consistent and reliable lover. He talks to me every day, which is critical.&amp;nbsp;Although&amp;nbsp;he is married his wife swings too and they both know about everything.&amp;nbsp; He is good looking and fun to be with.&amp;nbsp; Great with any crowd.&amp;nbsp; That's all I need........another steady man in my life.&amp;nbsp; YIKES!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8774085429872215814?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8774085429872215814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8774085429872215814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8774085429872215814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8774085429872215814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2011/01/current-feelings.html' title='Current Feelings'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8273051986514392030</id><published>2010-12-31T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:00:10.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I'm off for a fun filled night in Baltimore with friends.&amp;nbsp; I hope all my blogger friends are whooping it up and enjoying themselves tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8273051986514392030?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8273051986514392030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8273051986514392030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8273051986514392030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8273051986514392030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6075457918017207990</id><published>2010-12-29T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:59:03.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I refuse to grow up....</title><content type='html'>I'm responding to a comment left by Big Daddy on my &lt;a href="http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotional-turmoil.html"&gt;Emotional Turmoil&lt;/a&gt; post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TRswZyksJ1I/AAAAAAAAB70/Gb9qnT3Dd-c/s1600/DSCN3052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TRswZyksJ1I/AAAAAAAAB70/Gb9qnT3Dd-c/s320/DSCN3052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He said I needed to grow up.&amp;nbsp; I disagree. I don't really think I need to "grow up". I don't find myself immature, or unable to function without the care and assistance of a man.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I act like a baby or that I need some daddy/male figure to direct and guide my every move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I think, what I need to find, is the perfect man.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; laughing........I know, I know, that's why I'm single!&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't exist.&amp;nbsp; In Big E I had a man who&amp;nbsp;was really close....he was everything (save for finanically sound).&amp;nbsp; So I hold out hope.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, for the most part, I enjoy myself.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy my friends, and going out, and having fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I get lonely sometimes, and long for the closeness that intimacy with someone special holds. And in instances like last night when I met with someone to see if there was any "chemistry" I can get some of that.&amp;nbsp; And it holds me over for awhile. And that intimacy is given to me by some of my closer friends as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I get frustrated with finances, so I work harder, instead of depending on a man to do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I get horny, so I call one of my friends if they haven't called me first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, I don't think it's growing up I need to do, I just need to find the one man that's right for me.&amp;nbsp; Or, learn how to better be satisfied with the ones I do have in the interium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I had a friend tell me the other day I have the "perfect man".&amp;nbsp; I looked at him quizzically.&amp;nbsp; He said, "how many guys do you see?"&amp;nbsp; I said "3".&amp;nbsp; He says......"So you take the best parts of each of the three and you have one perfect man."&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;I've decided I need 4 - still looking for the one who can spoil me materially......LMAO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6075457918017207990?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6075457918017207990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6075457918017207990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6075457918017207990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6075457918017207990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-refuse-to-grow-up.html' title='I refuse to grow up....'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TRswZyksJ1I/AAAAAAAAB70/Gb9qnT3Dd-c/s72-c/DSCN3052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4421940907199282239</id><published>2010-12-22T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:52:57.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna....</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be me anymore.&amp;nbsp; I'm choosing someone else's life for the rest of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4421940907199282239?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4421940907199282239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4421940907199282239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4421940907199282239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4421940907199282239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-wanna.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna....'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-429924548201178925</id><published>2010-12-20T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T07:54:11.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Donate Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQ9PPf4bAzI/AAAAAAAAB7o/brbm0mhWMzg/s1600/_MG_4391+%2528711x1024%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQ9PPf4bAzI/AAAAAAAAB7o/brbm0mhWMzg/s400/_MG_4391+%2528711x1024%2529.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lift the ladies.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've started a "new" campaign.&amp;nbsp; Allowing any sweet person to assist in helping to lift the ladies.&amp;nbsp; The ladies being my breasts of course.&amp;nbsp; I guess there is a website that helps women get their breast implants paid for.&amp;nbsp; However I have enough to do with the blog and trying to get started in some other ventures that I don't have time to manage yet one more thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I created a button through paypal, although evidentally you don't HAVE to have a paypal account to donate. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My original goal was to have a mastopexy - where they lift the breast.&amp;nbsp; However after doing more research I've found that they move the nipple and aerola up, which would affect my ability to lactate.&amp;nbsp; Which is something I DO NOT want to give up.&amp;nbsp; So a small set of implants that will fill up the tissues that are "sagging" and will create a fuller and better breast is what I am seeking.&amp;nbsp; And everything I have read says that DOES NOT affect breastfeeding - or in my case&amp;nbsp;- kinky feeding!&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So that's my goal.&amp;nbsp; Should you wish to donate that's what the money will be used for. My most recent research reveals a really good set of implants will run about $6/7k, maybe less since I am only looking for something small and not intending to recreate the world of big boobs are us!&amp;nbsp; If you all donate, and the number starts going up, then I will take a trip to the plastic surgeon and finalize the details and keep you updated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a great reader!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-429924548201178925?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/429924548201178925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=429924548201178925&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/429924548201178925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/429924548201178925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-donate-button.html' title='My New Donate Button'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQ9PPf4bAzI/AAAAAAAAB7o/brbm0mhWMzg/s72-c/_MG_4391+%2528711x1024%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7138990189968938272</id><published>2010-12-19T18:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:46:57.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>I haven't had sex since Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Heads are going to roll VERY FUCKING SOON!!!!!&amp;nbsp; And the girls are going crazy - took me 15 minutes to express them in the shower this am!&amp;nbsp; WTF!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7138990189968938272?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7138990189968938272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7138990189968938272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7138990189968938272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7138990189968938272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7117811943837520289</id><published>2010-12-16T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T08:53:21.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy my private time.&amp;nbsp; Usually in the mornings.&amp;nbsp; When its quiet, before the kids wake up, or when I just roll over and hit the snooze button.&amp;nbsp; I reach over to my dresser and grab my wand, plug it in (gotta LOVE a vibrator that you must &lt;em&gt;PLUG&lt;/em&gt; in!), and put it on my clit.&amp;nbsp; The wand is so powerful, I can do it outside of my panties, or inside if I'm feelin like it.&amp;nbsp; Whichever works.&amp;nbsp; If I'm in a hurry, I'll just push my panties aside and won't take them off, pull up my nightgown or even just put it outside my pj bottoms. Depends on what I'm wearing that night. And yes, I always wear pajamas, unless I have company. I LOVE pajamas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQoUr_v0FsI/AAAAAAAAB7c/xGkGs2pyydo/s1600/DSCN3459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQoUr_v0FsI/AAAAAAAAB7c/xGkGs2pyydo/s320/DSCN3459.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wand can bring me to climax in minutes.&amp;nbsp; Quick minutes. That's part of the appeal of the wand.&amp;nbsp; I don't generally masterbate with my fingers, it's always the wand or something else that vibrates. Just a little FYI. :-)&amp;nbsp;While I've got the wand pegged on my clit, I'm usually playing with my breasts. Breast play is one of my favorite activities.&amp;nbsp; Alone, with a friend, anytime. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQoUwhD_74I/AAAAAAAAB7g/qwc3VFrIeZ8/s1600/DSCN3465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQoUwhD_74I/AAAAAAAAB7g/qwc3VFrIeZ8/s320/DSCN3465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are usually really﻿ full in the morning, swollen and ready to be milked. Unfortunately it's usually &lt;em&gt;ME&lt;/em&gt; who ends up milking them, which in the realm of private time is no issue at all.&amp;nbsp; I love watching the milk come out, squeezing and pulling on my nipple and seeing it spray into the air. Every now and then it lands on my face.&amp;nbsp; I pull the nipple, expressing the milk, and then lick it off my fingers. It gets me off to see it. Between&amp;nbsp;the breast play and wand, I usually come in 5 min or less. I can hold off, but depending on the morning sometimes I need to hurry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those who do not know, or who have not had the pleasure of tasting breast milk....it's very sweet.&amp;nbsp; Very!&amp;nbsp; Tastes like milk with sugar in it.&amp;nbsp; And it's sooooo good.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could reach my breasts myself I would be taking it out and putting it right back in! Alrighty then, on THAT note, it's time for private time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7117811943837520289?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7117811943837520289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7117811943837520289&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7117811943837520289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7117811943837520289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/private-time.html' title='Private Time'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQoUr_v0FsI/AAAAAAAAB7c/xGkGs2pyydo/s72-c/DSCN3459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5039847602795867221</id><published>2010-12-15T08:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T08:00:13.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Lie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I don't get it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Why do people lie? WHY &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt; WHY &lt;em&gt;WHY&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's reverse ---- I posted on Sunday Nov 21 about a special man.&amp;nbsp; He and I had been talking on the phone, emailing, texting, even web cam for several weeks prior to meeting.&amp;nbsp; We finally had our first date on Sat Nov 20th.&amp;nbsp; He is the one who said "nothing prepared me for the hotness of you".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He said all the right things, portrayed himself as a man who could give me the world on a silver platter, and indicated and acted as if the things that I liked, he liked as well.&amp;nbsp; He said he wanted the same fantasies I did, the same desires, the same level of naughtiness, he said he wanted &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he left. Supposedly to go do some "military work". Said he found out on the Friday before we met that he was going to be gone for 6-8 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Gave me the option to cancel.&amp;nbsp; I stuck it out, wanted to know if he was going to be worth waiting for. As I said, it was an incredible date, we hit it off so well.&amp;nbsp; He was so sweet and wonderful and kind and just simply perfect.&amp;nbsp; Too perfect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I asked about his background, and then the week after we met, checked out part of his story.&amp;nbsp; The vineyard he said he owned part of, he didn't, the house he said he owned, he doesn't.&amp;nbsp; I knew right after we met about his lies, but didn't mention it.&amp;nbsp; Hoping he would come clean. We have continued to talk and text, and share stories and time with each other via email and text.&amp;nbsp; I have dedicated a good portion of my last several weeks to him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, my friend was finally able to run a background check on him. I got the call in the late afternoon that my special man didn't exist.&amp;nbsp; At all.&amp;nbsp; Not for the job he says he does, or the person he says he is.&amp;nbsp; So, because I DONT lie, I texted him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; "Do you go by any other name?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;blah blah blah "why do you ask?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"Because I ran a background check on you and &lt;em&gt;insert your name here&lt;/em&gt; does not exist".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It took a while for the response, once it came it read like this.&amp;nbsp; "I"m out".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My response to him....."quite literally".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why?&amp;nbsp; I'm not a judgemental person.&amp;nbsp; I mean hell I post my life on this blog. I share every slutty detail.&amp;nbsp; The good, the bad, and the ugly.&amp;nbsp; I'm just as up front and honest in person.&amp;nbsp; I just don't get it WHY?&amp;nbsp; What is there to gain by lying to me?&amp;nbsp; Or to anyone for that matter?&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Why Why Why&lt;/u&gt;?&amp;nbsp; And the guys that&amp;nbsp;I date &lt;em&gt;WONDER&lt;/em&gt; why I have such trouble trusting people....&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5039847602795867221?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5039847602795867221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5039847602795867221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5039847602795867221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5039847602795867221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-lie.html' title='Why Lie?'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2670191475526514302</id><published>2010-12-13T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:24:30.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring Me Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGmxPVJSkI/AAAAAAAAB68/gx7km8rfL4I/s1600/DSCN3565+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGmxPVJSkI/AAAAAAAAB68/gx7km8rfL4I/s320/DSCN3565+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bring me down....in a good way.&amp;nbsp; People who don't like pain, or who don't understand the euphoria that can come from pain - &amp;nbsp;will completely NOT understand this post. But that's okay.&amp;nbsp; Because I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get really high.&amp;nbsp; I've never done heroin or cocaine or anything like that, but my guess would be its that kind of high.&amp;nbsp; Where you have impaired judgement but don't realize it, feel invincible, on top of the world, and just completely MANIC.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get this way, it manifests itself in different ways.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I become a workaholic, sometimes a cleaning freak, sometimes and most often, a sexual fiend. That's what happened last week.&amp;nbsp; The sexual fiend part that is.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been on a terror for more than a week and just COULD NOT come down.&amp;nbsp; Every man&amp;nbsp; (or woman) that I looked at I felt like I could eat them up and fuck them raw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGmzHwqaoI/AAAAAAAAB7A/X4TF5Vld4Zg/s1600/DSCN3566+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGmzHwqaoI/AAAAAAAAB7A/X4TF5Vld4Zg/s320/DSCN3566+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now I had sex a lot last week.&amp;nbsp; A whole lot.&amp;nbsp; And it wasn't helping.&amp;nbsp; I could not just simply could not come down. Now some may say, awe poor baby all sexed up.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, except it gets a little frustrating when you feel like you could fuck the wall and your play partners are busy or fucked out! And it's also frustrating to be consumed by the thought of sex, and spend half of your day fucking yourself.&amp;nbsp; So, although I'm generally a "high" sex drive kind of girl, this was WAAY over the top.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's happened before, and I know of&amp;nbsp;a sure fire way to come down the right way.&amp;nbsp; I texted Him. Asked if he was busy.&amp;nbsp; He said yes, why?&amp;nbsp; I explained.&amp;nbsp; He offered to let me come over for a little while and help. I totally took him up on the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has evolved.&amp;nbsp; Hugely.&amp;nbsp; He had this bench set up in the living room, and all of the implements laid out.&amp;nbsp; He had instructed me to bring my wand. Most of the items he made/created/modified himself.&amp;nbsp; He is a helluva creative man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm1e-KCAI/AAAAAAAAB7E/DEm7spiKOSg/s1600/DSCN3567+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm1e-KCAI/AAAAAAAAB7E/DEm7spiKOSg/s320/DSCN3567+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He had me standing on this platform, where my ankles were strapped to the post, and the post was a height adjustable dildo which he fitted into my pussy. Essentially that meant I couldn't really move a whole lot.&amp;nbsp; I guess that was the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flogger was first.&amp;nbsp; And always my favorite.&amp;nbsp; I LIKE the flogger.&amp;nbsp; My tolerance to pain has diminished so much.&amp;nbsp; But I sucked&amp;nbsp;it up and he was actually very generous in his methods by giving me breaks and working me up to handle more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the flogger was ummm, the cane I think? Or something that had multiple sticks on it.&amp;nbsp; I think the cane was one of the last.&amp;nbsp; The paddle was definitely involved, and I really really really HATED the paddle.&amp;nbsp; His hand, he used his hand alot.&amp;nbsp; To the point where I asked if it hurt, and not just my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm3QL93RI/AAAAAAAAB7I/7qw92QntfXQ/s1600/DSCN3568+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm3QL93RI/AAAAAAAAB7I/7qw92QntfXQ/s320/DSCN3568+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a way with my ass, beating it that is.&amp;nbsp;I appreciate it and enjoyed every minute. That is something I truly enjoy about being with him.&amp;nbsp; I feel completely comfortable with him and am able to trust him.&amp;nbsp; Trust is very difficult for me to give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm46aY-SI/AAAAAAAAB7M/np20hbWlwjo/s1600/DSCN3569+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm46aY-SI/AAAAAAAAB7M/np20hbWlwjo/s320/DSCN3569+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing like a shiny red ass!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm8lyJzbI/AAAAAAAAB7U/S_f2VEYGbwE/s1600/DSCN3572+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm8lyJzbI/AAAAAAAAB7U/S_f2VEYGbwE/s320/DSCN3572+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The above picture was the night of my ass beating, the below picture was the morning after.&amp;nbsp; I bruise so easily.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm-Xs8kQI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/RTAU642-6xg/s1600/DSCN3573+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGm-Xs8kQI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/RTAU642-6xg/s320/DSCN3573+%25281024x768%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This time, the bruises only lasted about 5 days, previously when he had beaten me if the foyer my bruises lasted more than 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if it was the implements that affected how long the bruising stayed, or what.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2670191475526514302?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2670191475526514302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2670191475526514302&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2670191475526514302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2670191475526514302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/bring-me-down.html' title='Bring Me Down'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TQGmxPVJSkI/AAAAAAAAB68/gx7km8rfL4I/s72-c/DSCN3565+%2528768x1024%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2639251006198900676</id><published>2010-12-08T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:58:00.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP9__o4lbYI/AAAAAAAAB60/cOPtX1rAsqE/s1600/_MG_4366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP9__o4lbYI/AAAAAAAAB60/cOPtX1rAsqE/s320/_MG_4366.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A friend of mine is an amature photographer, and we did a photo shoot mid Nov. This is one of the pictures from it that seems to generate some hot responses! I enjoyed the shoot and had fun with it.&amp;nbsp; I'll share more photos soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2639251006198900676?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2639251006198900676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2639251006198900676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2639251006198900676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2639251006198900676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-photo.html' title='New Photo'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP9__o4lbYI/AAAAAAAAB60/cOPtX1rAsqE/s72-c/_MG_4366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7516411963996267628</id><published>2010-12-07T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:00:02.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;I have issues&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Mental health issues.&amp;nbsp;I guess we all do right? It's called a recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all these &lt;em&gt;"irons in the fire",&lt;/em&gt; trying to generate income, make it better around my house, take some of the pressure off of myself with struggling to pay the bills.&amp;nbsp; Nothing is panning out.&amp;nbsp; I get my hopes up, then dashed. Up again, then dashed. Thought about getting them up, then dashed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt;, I met a special man.&amp;nbsp;One who took my breath away, said all the right things, made my heart twitterpate, and who promised me the moon and the stars. Who was unprepared for the &lt;em&gt;hotness&lt;/em&gt; of me.&amp;nbsp; Then he goes away and I am left still paying the mortgage on those moon and stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt;, I meet 2 new men with the possibility to make things easier. One, doesn't like how many irons I have in the fire.&amp;nbsp; The other, is damn busy and can't find his own iron. Dashed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN&lt;/strong&gt;, because that wasn't enough for my little head to absorb, I meet yet one more man.&amp;nbsp; A good man.&amp;nbsp; One who doesn't know about my blog.&amp;nbsp; One who is unprepared for the "naughtyness of me". One who thinks lactation is the kinkiest thing on the planet and was a little freaked out by it.&amp;nbsp; A man who slept next to me all night long and held me close, but did not expect sex.&amp;nbsp; A good man who kisses like a dream and plays with my hair, and brought me a flower on our first date. A man who craves intimacy as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't even own an iron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I sit,&amp;nbsp;with my cat on the table next to me&amp;nbsp;hiding his eyes.&amp;nbsp; Bills still to pay and not enough money to pay them, working every minute I can to try and fill in the gaps.&amp;nbsp; Missing time with my kids in the process. A double edged sword for sure. Days like today that just really fucking suck, when I work all day long and one thing after another happens and it turns out that I practically &lt;em&gt;OWE&lt;/em&gt; my boss money. Thankfully I don't, but days like today are really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;u&gt;tired&lt;/u&gt; of working 6 and 7 days a week.&amp;nbsp; I'm tired of wondering how I'm going to pay the mortgage and if they are going to turn off my power (again).&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;So I have a request:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Will one of you many thousands of people who read my blog, yes I see the counter go up you non-comment leaving fiends, but will one of you&amp;nbsp;wave your magic wand and send me a benevolent man who just wants to make my life easier? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would so appreciate that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7516411963996267628?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7516411963996267628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7516411963996267628&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7516411963996267628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7516411963996267628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/emotional-turmoil.html' title='Emotional Turmoil'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6087715550555400785</id><published>2010-12-06T20:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:16:20.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Suck</title><content type='html'>I never really realized how much I suck.&amp;nbsp; Cock that is.&amp;nbsp; I suck a LOT of cock.&amp;nbsp; Holy moly.&amp;nbsp; But heck, when you have one that looks THIS good?&amp;nbsp; How could you not want to suck it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2WQ8xfsZI/AAAAAAAAB6g/eScuqPNXfLc/s1600/DSCN3549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2WQ8xfsZI/AAAAAAAAB6g/eScuqPNXfLc/s320/DSCN3549.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my new friend.&amp;nbsp; I like making new friends.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't have a nick name yet.&amp;nbsp; I haven't thought of one.&amp;nbsp; We need to have sex again so I can think of something.&amp;nbsp; He is a beautiful thing to look at...I like his body, nice and perfectly proportioned, his face is drop dead gorgeous, hot pierced nipples, and well, look at that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2Wa6r6frI/AAAAAAAAB6k/QNqO2Y_H_BY/s1600/DSCN3557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2Wa6r6frI/AAAAAAAAB6k/QNqO2Y_H_BY/s320/DSCN3557.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That right there is a picture of perfection! Long and thick, a nice curve, OMG makes me wet just looking at the photos. Dammit but I am horny! I wish I had one of those booklet things, where each page makes the next one, like it's moving?&amp;nbsp; I would do that with these kinds of pictures, making his cock disappear into my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Or at least as much as I could get down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2WvLJAprI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Q0ndp1sh7BM/s1600/DSCN3558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2WvLJAprI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Q0ndp1sh7BM/s320/DSCN3558.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I like it when my friends enjoy taking photos.&amp;nbsp; Some read the blog, others don't, but for the most part I am fortunate that they let me take pics. Every now and then I get lucky with someone who really likes the camera, oh wait - that would be ME who really likes the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2Wlsk50tI/AAAAAAAAB6o/ciJTY2-iDH0/s1600/DSCN3554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2Wlsk50tI/AAAAAAAAB6o/ciJTY2-iDH0/s320/DSCN3554.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However I prefer his cock over the camera anyday.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping we get together again soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2W2ljt13I/AAAAAAAAB6w/bRhBPgCi6zI/s1600/DSCN3561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2W2ljt13I/AAAAAAAAB6w/bRhBPgCi6zI/s320/DSCN3561.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For this "little" activity, is something well worth repeating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6087715550555400785?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6087715550555400785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6087715550555400785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6087715550555400785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6087715550555400785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-suck.html' title='I Suck'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TP2WQ8xfsZI/AAAAAAAAB6g/eScuqPNXfLc/s72-c/DSCN3549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-344526125497990166</id><published>2010-11-29T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T19:27:22.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk Me</title><content type='html'>I love the milk.&amp;nbsp; It totally gets me off.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes it gets me off more than my guy.&amp;nbsp; But not THIS guy - he is the "milk man".&amp;nbsp; He loves the milk as much as I do, and often fights me for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2ZW0O4_I/AAAAAAAAB6A/BImuKbzb0V0/s1600/DSCN3522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2ZW0O4_I/AAAAAAAAB6A/BImuKbzb0V0/s320/DSCN3522.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things have jazzed up again, and I'm producing alot! He loves to squeeze me and watch the milk come out.&amp;nbsp; I love to see it spray from my nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2d-sFOBI/AAAAAAAAB6E/XOVZUs8Jkgw/s1600/DSCN3523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2d-sFOBI/AAAAAAAAB6E/XOVZUs8Jkgw/s320/DSCN3523.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this picture where I can see my milk dripping down his wrists...and his mouth opens to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2irguUMI/AAAAAAAAB6I/8KjhZ9S3COE/s1600/DSCN3527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2irguUMI/AAAAAAAAB6I/8KjhZ9S3COE/s320/DSCN3527.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not one for wasting the milk, he loves to drink it as well. Sucking deeply from my breasts he fires me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2nlLEgxI/AAAAAAAAB6M/7boUJaHdO8o/s1600/DSCN3532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2nlLEgxI/AAAAAAAAB6M/7boUJaHdO8o/s320/DSCN3532.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I look at this picture, above, and see imperfections and things I don't like, and wonder what on earth people see in me. My face is pretty and I have nice hair, but I look at myself naked and wonder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2syzZOmI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/aLsdMxkRy0Y/s1600/DSCN3533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2syzZOmI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/aLsdMxkRy0Y/s320/DSCN3533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2yX_yjoI/AAAAAAAAB6U/uSGo0LIiIXc/s1600/DSCN3534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2yX_yjoI/AAAAAAAAB6U/uSGo0LIiIXc/s320/DSCN3534.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When the Milk Man and I are together we have a really great time...we play and have fun and enjoy great sex together.&amp;nbsp; We also&amp;nbsp;laugh and joke and fool around too. From the pussy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ25KcxdSI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/XiVq48Pu-O0/s1600/DSCN3540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ25KcxdSI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/XiVq48Pu-O0/s320/DSCN3540.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To the ass.&amp;nbsp; Milk man has been wanting to try the ass on for size for quite some time, and the opportunity finally "presented" itself this day.&amp;nbsp; He slid it deep into my ass, nice and slow, the puckered hole opening up for him as his shaft penetrated its tightness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2-Tib1rI/AAAAAAAAB6c/Gu3DTSY4vwE/s1600/DSCN3542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2-Tib1rI/AAAAAAAAB6c/Gu3DTSY4vwE/s320/DSCN3542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He fucked my ass slowly at first, then gaining momentum as it loosened up for him, began to pound me hard and fast﻿.&amp;nbsp; Milk man milked his cock in my tight little hole until it milked the cum right out of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Damn but we have a great time together.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-344526125497990166?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/344526125497990166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=344526125497990166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/344526125497990166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/344526125497990166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/11/milk-me.html' title='Milk Me'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TPQ2ZW0O4_I/AAAAAAAAB6A/BImuKbzb0V0/s72-c/DSCN3522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1820474952701715957</id><published>2010-11-21T21:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T00:02:24.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliment me - I love it!</title><content type='html'>Last night I was on a first date with&amp;nbsp;the new special&amp;nbsp;man in my life.&amp;nbsp; We have emailed, texted, cammed, and spoken on the phone.&amp;nbsp; We met in person finally after several weeks of technology meets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat next to me, looked me in the face and said "Nothing prepared me for the hotness of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1820474952701715957?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1820474952701715957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1820474952701715957&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1820474952701715957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1820474952701715957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/11/compliment-me-i-love-it.html' title='Compliment me - I love it!'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3412378075197128019</id><published>2010-11-04T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:55:04.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Familiarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TNNUs9wnZaI/AAAAAAAAB5c/4cVte7u1LZo/s1600/DSCN3480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TNNUs9wnZaI/AAAAAAAAB5c/4cVte7u1LZo/s320/DSCN3480.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Often times I find that it is those who know us best that affect us the most.&amp;nbsp; I received an unexpected phone call from a well known friend of this blog early last week.&amp;nbsp; Here is a hint, the blog is named after him.&amp;nbsp; He took me to a kink meet and greet with him. Which was really considerate because I would never go to such things like that by myself.&amp;nbsp; To make a long story short the meet n greet was a bust.&amp;nbsp; I was uncomfortable and we left rather quickly.&amp;nbsp; We stopped to get a bite to eat then he brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from right after the spanking, I bruised IMMEDIATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;this after="" from="" is="" my="" photo="" right="" spanking.&lt;br=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My expectations were - none.&amp;nbsp; I thanked him for taking me and walked him to the door.&amp;nbsp; He stood in my foyer, wrapped his long fingers in my hair, and pulled my head back, taking my mouth in his. &amp;nbsp;He violated my mouth with his, then reaching behind me unsnapped my bra and took my nipple in his fingers.&amp;nbsp; He worked and pulled my nipple, and due to my heightened arousal the milk was flowing from me like a fountain. (I always produce more when fired up).&amp;nbsp; It was hard not to cum, and he reminded me to "mind my manners", and I resisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought me to my knees, still there in the foyer, and pushed my head to the floor, raising my ass to him. &amp;nbsp;And proceeded to give me quite the spanking --- he hit me with his hands on the outside of my jeans until my ass was on fire.&amp;nbsp; Then he continued with a shoe that happened to be sitting next to the door.&amp;nbsp; By the time he was done, my pussy was dripping wet and had soaked through my jeans, and my ass was flaming hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat kneeling in the foyer, I could hear him unzip his pants as he walked around in front of me.&amp;nbsp; He put his cock in my mouth, ramming it to the back of my throat. He fucked my face and would not let me swallow my own drool, until it was running of my chin in a steady flow.&amp;nbsp; He continued to fuck my face until he came deep into my throat, and I swallowed his cum, letting none escape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He patted my pussy through my jeans, remarked at the wetness, and told me I should go upstairs and take care of that....and he left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TNNUQSSD8JI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/7-gztuGr1-s/s1600/DSCN3481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TNNUQSSD8JI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/7-gztuGr1-s/s320/DSCN3481.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last photo is from the morning after....the bruises are still there, although faint now.&amp;nbsp; It's been more than 10 days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3412378075197128019?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3412378075197128019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3412378075197128019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3412378075197128019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3412378075197128019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/11/familiarity.html' title='Familiarity'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TNNUs9wnZaI/AAAAAAAAB5c/4cVte7u1LZo/s72-c/DSCN3480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2843619400202280313</id><published>2010-11-01T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T22:46:29.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling My Age</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I just feel tired.&amp;nbsp; Just old and tired.&amp;nbsp; I am frustrated tonight because I cannot log in to my work computer because I screwed up my password.&amp;nbsp; Which will make me behind on my paperwork. Which will make me very cranky tomorrow trying to keep up.&amp;nbsp; Then I just realized I forgot to call my patients tonight, and schedule them for tomorrow. Which makes me more cranky. Grrrr.&amp;nbsp; So today, just feeling old and tired.&amp;nbsp; I get so UNmotivated at night, especially nights when the kids aren't here.&amp;nbsp;There are so many things I&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; done tonight, and basically I did&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Grrrrr some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had money.&amp;nbsp; I wish I didn't have to worry if I had enough gas for my car.&amp;nbsp; I wish I were skinnier.&amp;nbsp; I wish I wish I wish, IIIIIIIIIIIII. Grrrrrr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2843619400202280313?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2843619400202280313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2843619400202280313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2843619400202280313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2843619400202280313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/11/feeling-my-age.html' title='Feeling My Age'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5964993900413279032</id><published>2010-10-27T07:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T22:28:28.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my new toy - his name is Brett- and I liiiiiiiiiiiiike him.&amp;nbsp; He is very yummy.&amp;nbsp; :-)&amp;nbsp;We met on SLS, and had been chatting for awhile but the schedules just did not mesh up.&amp;nbsp; FINALLY we made plans to meet last&amp;nbsp;Friday for drinks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJF1mS9JI/AAAAAAAAB40/D7L6tY6WUfI/s1600/DSCN3466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJF1mS9JI/AAAAAAAAB40/D7L6tY6WUfI/s320/DSCN3466.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He is 30, lives not far from me, and is just freaking HOT.&amp;nbsp; I gave him the disclaimer about not playing on the "first date" and that we were meeting only for drinks.&amp;nbsp; He agreed and said he understood.&amp;nbsp; Friday night before we met I was getting my nails done and got a random text message from my friend Mandy.&amp;nbsp; Mandy and Peter are married, and I met them through another set of friends, and have enjoyed their company in the past.&amp;nbsp; They are a lot of fun but have been on a break for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; Evidentally Mandy decided on Friday that break time was OVER.&amp;nbsp;She texted me and I told her I was meeting someone, and she said "bring him with you!!"&amp;nbsp; I explained we had never met before, so&amp;nbsp;there was some scrambling around, looking at each others profiles, texts heading&amp;nbsp;his way, my way, their way, etc.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJNzhUIbI/AAAAAAAAB44/g3UDR6U3kY8/s1600/DSCN3468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJNzhUIbI/AAAAAAAAB44/g3UDR6U3kY8/s320/DSCN3468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone agreed, the plan was that if I met him and he was as he said and the chemistry was good, I was to bring him to their house to play some Adult Jenga.&amp;nbsp; OMG - what a hilarious and fun game!&amp;nbsp; It's a great ice breaker.&amp;nbsp; Mandy and Peter had taken a jenga game, wrote on each cube different adult activities to do.&amp;nbsp; It was&amp;nbsp;a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; Brett fit right in with the group and everyone got along well. Some of the activities included taking off a shirt, that's Mandy and Brett both shirtless.&amp;nbsp; In fact, Mandy was the first one naked out of the group.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJSwBTnoI/AAAAAAAAB48/1liEBtHIJPg/s1600/DSCN3469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJSwBTnoI/AAAAAAAAB48/1liEBtHIJPg/s320/DSCN3469.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another activity was using whipped cream on the person to your left....again Mandy and Brett.&amp;nbsp; I was taking pictures so I'm not in most of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJZQqg83I/AAAAAAAAB5A/cznDbP7U4G8/s1600/DSCN3470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJZQqg83I/AAAAAAAAB5A/cznDbP7U4G8/s320/DSCN3470.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ah but here I am!&amp;nbsp; YUM!!&amp;nbsp; I forget why, although I am not complaining, but Mandy and I had to 69 each other for one task.&amp;nbsp; And it was a really great task...although shortly after we started the boys got up and went to get a fresh beer.&amp;nbsp; WTF was up with that!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJfLVnEFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/rJIIA64pN64/s1600/DSCN3474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJfLVnEFI/AAAAAAAAB5E/rJIIA64pN64/s320/DSCN3474.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the game was over, we had a little more adult fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJjz6SBgI/AAAAAAAAB5I/5NVlyuMAHY0/s1600/DSCN3478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJjz6SBgI/AAAAAAAAB5I/5NVlyuMAHY0/s320/DSCN3478.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's my head buried in Mandy's sweet pussy - love it!&amp;nbsp; With Brett in the back ready for something more.&amp;nbsp; We left there and headed back to my place, and continued fucking until nearly 3am.&amp;nbsp; There is something to be said for a 30 year old....I think I wore out before he did.&amp;nbsp; And &lt;i&gt;THATS&lt;/i&gt; saying something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brett and I had a great time with Mandy and Peter - thanks guys.&amp;nbsp; And a good time with each other too.&amp;nbsp; So much so that he came over to my place again on Saturday night for more rowdy great sex.&amp;nbsp;After that kind of first date activity, I don't know what I'm going to do to top it.&amp;nbsp; So much for no sex on the first date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm am thoroughly enjoying my new toy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5964993900413279032?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5964993900413279032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5964993900413279032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5964993900413279032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5964993900413279032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-new-toy.html' title='My New Toy'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMgJF1mS9JI/AAAAAAAAB40/D7L6tY6WUfI/s72-c/DSCN3466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8041866999823828192</id><published>2010-10-26T00:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T06:15:35.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Promise for Wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have plans on Wednesday to see my friend Tongue Pleaser - he has a propensity to send me naughty text messages during the days leading up to our meeting.&amp;nbsp; In anticipation this is the promise he made me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I sit before you, cock hard, you kneel before me, take my hardness into your mouth make me wet with your spittle...once you find me sufficiently wet you stand and turn your back to me.&amp;nbsp; You look over your shoulder, lift your breast to your mouth to tease me with sight of sucking upon your own tit...milk drips from your nipple and from your lips - can I become harder for you?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You slide your hips back and forth as you step backwards towards me, spread your legs, bend your knees, and spread your ass to accept my swollen cock...you reach between your wet thighs, grab my cock firmly and rub its head against your waiting ass.&amp;nbsp; I rise from my seat to push it into the puckered hole before me.&amp;nbsp; With some effort the head disappears within, spasms round its collar...you rest your hands upon your tensed knees and push back more to secure its length deeper within.&amp;nbsp; Tight and satisfying for us both you milk its length with your liquids...harder you push desiring it deeper within you.&amp;nbsp; You feel the head as it passes back and forth in your now "fuck-canal".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;I grab the top of your thighs and with a powerful thrust drive myself deep, feeling as if it cleaves you in two.&amp;nbsp; But the feeling is so intense the sensation sends shock upon shock, wave upon wave starting from your pussy and radiates to the very edges of your body.&amp;nbsp; You moan deep and hard as your ass pulsates and massages my cock...my own cum depositing deeply within you, the rush tickling your core.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8041866999823828192?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8041866999823828192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8041866999823828192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8041866999823828192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8041866999823828192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-promise-for-wed.html' title='My Promise for Wed'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-461243934717015466</id><published>2010-10-21T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T07:15:27.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Feet HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a good friend over last night - I will let you infer what we were doing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMAfuzPw7xI/AAAAAAAAB4w/SXaUPSBUBAI/s1600/DSCN3441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMAfuzPw7xI/AAAAAAAAB4w/SXaUPSBUBAI/s320/DSCN3441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of these days I will learn to click through, until then, it's tame for me this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For more fun feet and other &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HNT&lt;/a&gt; - go see Osbasso at his &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great week and Happy &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HNT&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-461243934717015466?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/461243934717015466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=461243934717015466&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/461243934717015466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/461243934717015466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-feet-hnt.html' title='Happy Feet HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TMAfuzPw7xI/AAAAAAAAB4w/SXaUPSBUBAI/s72-c/DSCN3441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-241165258985774534</id><published>2010-10-18T23:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:57:15.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hittin The Hot Spot</title><content type='html'>I waited downstairs outside the door for him to come let me in.&amp;nbsp; I think I might have even tapped my foot.&amp;nbsp; FINALLY he came downstairs and let me in.&amp;nbsp; We made it to the elevator and his lips were pressed to mine and his hands were all over my body.&amp;nbsp; Passionately making out in the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzxyuTbd-I/AAAAAAAAB4M/e7m5JyRGXEY/s1600/DSCN3382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzxyuTbd-I/AAAAAAAAB4M/e7m5JyRGXEY/s320/DSCN3382.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I followed him to the room, we made it through the door, and he had me pressed up against the wall and my clothes were hitting the floor.&amp;nbsp; I was naked within the first 3 minutes of getting there. I was barely allowed to put my bag down.&amp;nbsp; Not that I am complaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzx4pLQgfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/m_-0S1R7oiI/s1600/DSCN3383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzx4pLQgfI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/m_-0S1R7oiI/s320/DSCN3383.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His pretty cock was in my pussy for hours.&amp;nbsp; We fucked on nearly every surface in the room.&amp;nbsp; Starting with the chair, then the couch, then the bench in the bedroom area, and the bed.&amp;nbsp; Tongue Pleaser has such a NICE ass, that when we were pausing for breath I couldn't help but photograph it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzx-h4uedI/AAAAAAAAB4U/RAV9io2mueg/s1600/DSCN3384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzx-h4uedI/AAAAAAAAB4U/RAV9io2mueg/s320/DSCN3384.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the many fun things about Tongue Pleaser is that he can go for HOURS and HOURS.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyHQ8heHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/gTHENQsn7HI/s1600/DSCN3392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyHQ8heHI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/gTHENQsn7HI/s320/DSCN3392.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And he likes to take pictures.&amp;nbsp; I will be in the middle of a move and he'll say "STOP" and grab the camera. Or he will tell me to move this way and that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyOCeo4JI/AAAAAAAAB4c/W30OU9doze4/s1600/DSCN3395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyOCeo4JI/AAAAAAAAB4c/W30OU9doze4/s320/DSCN3395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He took a whole series of me laughing and us talking, I will have to share that another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyWMxxStI/AAAAAAAAB4g/11hf4tHmteM/s1600/DSCN3396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyWMxxStI/AAAAAAAAB4g/11hf4tHmteM/s320/DSCN3396.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My poor pussy was so tired and worn out after our overnight extravaganza, not to mention my tired jaw! I was well fucked and well used by morning, I have no idea how he kept GOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzydBToWtI/AAAAAAAAB4k/lCx_N8AFpUY/s1600/DSCN3405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzydBToWtI/AAAAAAAAB4k/lCx_N8AFpUY/s320/DSCN3405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think there is something inherently sexy about a man in underwear.&amp;nbsp; Tongue Pleaser is no exception. We were showering and getting ready for the day and couldn't help myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyt3S90uI/AAAAAAAAB4s/lXsxxh6nge8/s1600/DSCN3416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzyt3S90uI/AAAAAAAAB4s/lXsxxh6nge8/s320/DSCN3416.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a long, exhausting, totally fabulous night away.&amp;nbsp; No&amp;nbsp; phones, no computers, no responsibilities.&amp;nbsp; I couldnt have asked for anything more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-241165258985774534?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/241165258985774534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=241165258985774534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/241165258985774534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/241165258985774534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/hittin-hot-spot.html' title='Hittin The Hot Spot'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLzxyuTbd-I/AAAAAAAAB4M/e7m5JyRGXEY/s72-c/DSCN3382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4251198516645107453</id><published>2010-10-17T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:11:18.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cock Sucking Extravaganza!</title><content type='html'>It is such a nice change to be able to blog about something POSITIVE!&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed a fabulous night this past Wed with a "regular" friend - Tongue Pleaser.&amp;nbsp; He is such&amp;nbsp;a good time.&amp;nbsp; One of the few people from AFF I have met that has consistently and regularly gotten together with me.&amp;nbsp; We laugh and joke and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLui3A36AjI/AAAAAAAAB3w/TZDh3xd-934/s1600/DSCN3374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLui3A36AjI/AAAAAAAAB3w/TZDh3xd-934/s320/DSCN3374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I broke some of my rules (again) and drove about an hour or so to meet him at a hotel.&amp;nbsp;The fun started the minute I walked in the door...my clothes hit the floor and his mouth was all over mine. I trust him because we have gotten together multiple times and I know he will follow through and be where he says he will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLui-VnK8jI/AAAAAAAAB30/rd9pur8doW8/s1600/DSCN3375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLui-VnK8jI/AAAAAAAAB30/rd9pur8doW8/s320/DSCN3375.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took so many pictures, I need to break them up into a couple posts. So this one is all about the cock sucking.&amp;nbsp; There was a SIGNIFICANT amount of cock sucking and pussy eating going on. Unfortunately I didn't take any pics of him eating me, I was too distracted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujD4uVpTI/AAAAAAAAB34/nwEtVrB1Ows/s1600/DSCN3376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujD4uVpTI/AAAAAAAAB34/nwEtVrB1Ows/s320/DSCN3376.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujLymmweI/AAAAAAAAB38/mCcIzftC4NE/s1600/DSCN3377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujLymmweI/AAAAAAAAB38/mCcIzftC4NE/s320/DSCN3377.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, I still think that most cock sucking pictures of me look silly, however you will have to be the judge. I don't mind this one though (below), that one is kinda pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujSdiqGpI/AAAAAAAAB4A/zf_R3G3_DhE/s1600/DSCN3381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLujSdiqGpI/AAAAAAAAB4A/zf_R3G3_DhE/s320/DSCN3381.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you say between this many pictures of cock sucking? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLumStB7MNI/AAAAAAAAB4E/7N3fV1_5nFA/s320/DSCN3412.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess I don't have to say anything. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLumjYFJ7iI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ILNMGvQWKbM/s1600/DSCN3378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLumjYFJ7iI/AAAAAAAAB4I/ILNMGvQWKbM/s320/DSCN3378.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed this fabulous display of cocksucking..I have more pics to post from my time with Tongue Pleaser, and will do so in the next couple of days!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4251198516645107453?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4251198516645107453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4251198516645107453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4251198516645107453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4251198516645107453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/cock-sucking-extravaganza.html' title='A Cock Sucking Extravaganza!'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLui3A36AjI/AAAAAAAAB3w/TZDh3xd-934/s72-c/DSCN3374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6712652548610934013</id><published>2010-10-14T23:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:13:56.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then He LEFT....The "Crazy Guy"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Anyone who knows me know that the weekends when I don't have the kids are precious.&amp;nbsp; Usually reserved for those that I KNOW for sure will show up,have been with before, &amp;nbsp;or in case of worst case scenario I have a back up plan.&amp;nbsp; But generally speaking if it's a Friday or Saturday night I'm going for a "sure thing".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe3-nNKH-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/cA7i_YwsfCo/s1600/DSCN3360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe3-nNKH-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/cA7i_YwsfCo/s200/DSCN3360.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, like I always do, I got stupid.&amp;nbsp; Yep, like Brittany....Ooops I did it again.... I agreed to go out with an "unknown" on Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; This past Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I don't know &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; I was thinking....I guess I was thinking he is freakin F - I - N - E and I want me some of that!&amp;nbsp; And we had such fun with texting during the days, the banter and jokes and bullshitting were great. Mmmmm this is him, the crazy guy, looks delicious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Saturday came, chatting via text back and forth, I changed the time a couple of times, and then we settled on 7:30pm.&amp;nbsp; Or I settled on 7:30pm.&amp;nbsp; Evidentally, he settled on his &lt;em&gt;own&lt;/em&gt; time. He showed up at the bar at 8:30pm.&amp;nbsp; I threatened to leave if he wasn't there by then.&amp;nbsp; He came flying in the door, rushes over and after I give him shit says to me "You have no idea what I just left to come here to see you..."&amp;nbsp; I so wanted to tell him to go back to her, but again, hormones, hot guy, slutty me (no fucking back up plan what the hell was I thinking?).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a strange night, we had some drinks, chatted, battled wits, and at one point he suggested going somewhere "fun" with a live band, and I didn't know of any, so we talked about going to my place for a different kind of fun!&amp;nbsp; He arrived at&amp;nbsp;8:30pm, we were at the bar for probably close to an hour or so?&amp;nbsp; Maybe&amp;nbsp;45 min.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I can't remember because I wasn't the one on the time limit. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now here is where things get a little funny.&amp;nbsp; We HAD fun.&amp;nbsp; We had good fun.&amp;nbsp; We didn't have ENOUGH fun.&amp;nbsp; And it ended up very strange.&amp;nbsp; However before I get to that, I have photos to share with you from our fun...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe4SIEm_II/AAAAAAAAB3c/yq--EX2Q-Fo/s1600/DSCN3362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe4SIEm_II/AAAAAAAAB3c/yq--EX2Q-Fo/s320/DSCN3362.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was all about the milk, talked about it all week long and couldn't wait to try it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe4mvnT53I/AAAAAAAAB3g/CQvf43-K2hM/s1600/DSCN3361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe4mvnT53I/AAAAAAAAB3g/CQvf43-K2hM/s320/DSCN3361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Squirted it all over his chest and in his mouth. Had LOTS of fun with my breasts.&amp;nbsp; The foreplay was great and long, and kissing and pulling and licking and sucking, need I say more?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe47URwfiI/AAAAAAAAB3k/NW93_BREEwY/s1600/DSCN3369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe47URwfiI/AAAAAAAAB3k/NW93_BREEwY/s320/DSCN3369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I really really LOVE this picture- the bottom one!) I think most cock sucking pictures of me look dumb &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but I really LIKE this one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe5OY-zVnI/AAAAAAAAB3o/WUR5G4D0nw4/s1600/DSCN3365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe5OY-zVnI/AAAAAAAAB3o/WUR5G4D0nw4/s320/DSCN3365.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So it was the fucking part when things go a little strange. We were kind of in a change of positions kind of move, had been fucking one way, moving around to switch, and so forth.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He hadn't cum or anything, I had cum many times (cause I'm good like that), and we were moving around and he had been on top and literally pulled out and as I started to move he sat down on the edge of the bed and said "Babe, I've gotta get going."&amp;nbsp; After about&amp;nbsp;a zillion times of me telling him to &lt;u&gt;STOP&lt;/u&gt; calling me babe and/or baby.&amp;nbsp; I just HATE that!!!&amp;nbsp; Don't ask me why, I don't know, I just &lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; So I was on immediate alert.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I looked at him, picked my jaw up off the floor and said; "What?"&amp;nbsp; He said, "I've gotta go." And he launched into some long winded thing about cumming, and silky blankets, and something or other and I just looked at him and said "Are you &lt;em&gt;serious?!&lt;/em&gt;?" And he said "yes" and I said "BUT I'M NOT DONE" and he says in annoying MAN fashion - "well you said you came like&amp;nbsp;6 or 7 times already".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay - first of all - WTF does it matter &lt;em&gt;how many&lt;/em&gt; times I came? If I would not have cum would he have stayed?&amp;nbsp; I think not. Second of all - if you are enjoying&amp;nbsp;a woman, and she tells you she is NOT DONE - do you leave?&amp;nbsp;The correct answer is NO. Third of all - WTF are you doing leaving when it's only 10:30pm.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, do the math on that one.&amp;nbsp; Bar arrival, 8:30pm, my place arrival, probably around 9:30pm (ish), his departure 10:30pm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have several different theories on the situation.&amp;nbsp; I can imagine you have yours...I know Big E was pissed off enough for me.&amp;nbsp; Sitting on my couch on a Sat night with a glass of wine in my hands in my empty house.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a new saying, well it's not new, but its my new motto or what seems to happen to me, the whole "situation" with crazy guy was just OMFT...One More Fucking Thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6712652548610934013?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6712652548610934013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6712652548610934013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6712652548610934013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6712652548610934013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/and-then-he-leftthe-crazy-guy.html' title='And Then He LEFT....The &quot;Crazy Guy&quot;'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TLe3-nNKH-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/cA7i_YwsfCo/s72-c/DSCN3360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7879095975418833611</id><published>2010-10-05T20:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:45:16.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD DADDY</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I was stood up, or canceled on, however you want to think about it.&amp;nbsp; "Daddy" (why do I continue to get my hopes up for domination?) gave me some bullshit about how he did not hear from me all night on Sunday night, and that we would have to reschedule.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Back up......we changed our meeting to Monday at noon.&amp;nbsp; I re-arranged my ENTIRE work schedule and all my patients moved off of Monday to accommodate meeting him.&amp;nbsp; And I did speak to him on Sunday afternoon on my drive back from the Poconos.&amp;nbsp; Sunday night I was busy with football (go RAVENS) and kids and life in general.&amp;nbsp; However I texted him, 6 times, without a response.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So part of my role as a sub is that I cannot call him, so I had to wait for his response.&amp;nbsp; No response.&amp;nbsp; I gave up at 11pm when I went to bed.&amp;nbsp; Texted him AGAIN on Monday morning around 7:30am.&amp;nbsp; No response.&amp;nbsp; I did not have an address to where we were meeting, because for some unknown fucking reason I lost my mind and was actually going to drive to him.&amp;nbsp; WTF was I thinking?!?! I digress...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday morning around 11am I get a text from him "?".&amp;nbsp; That was it.&amp;nbsp; So I said, "what?" I was waiting to hear back from you....and then he gives me the big bullshit line ---- I've been sending you texts and have heard anything I am livid.&amp;nbsp; Oh really?&amp;nbsp; You have?&amp;nbsp; Um hmm, and my mom is the pope you should really meet her, she's a really nice guy.&amp;nbsp; WTFE!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See, I'm not stupid, gullible YES, hopeful YES, a dreamer YES, stupid NO.&amp;nbsp; First of all if he was a TRUE DOM he would not have tolerated the lack of communication from me on Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; He would have called.&amp;nbsp; Second of all if he was not a BULLSHITTER he would have insisted that we meet (just later in the afternoon) for the supreme opportunity to punish my ass! Instead of giving me some kind of lame ass miscommunication we need to reschedule crap. And I actually said that to him, "If your the Dom and you were pissed that I wasn't talking to you then why didn't you call&amp;nbsp; me?!?"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;However, the moral of the story is, I was canceled on by yet another faker, poser, bullshitter, liar, Dom wanna be.&amp;nbsp; This is what I have to say about "Daddy"....&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;Daddy&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7879095975418833611?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7879095975418833611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7879095975418833611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7879095975418833611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7879095975418833611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/bad-daddy.html' title='BAD DADDY'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7382892180647924258</id><published>2010-10-04T15:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T15:43:15.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday in the Poconos</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday mornings are usually a fun time at the Poconos parties.&amp;nbsp; Cameras are not allowed at the party, but on Sunday mornings if all participants agree we are allowed to take photos.&amp;nbsp; Which makes blogging much more fun!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is a couple, well there are MANY couples, however one couple in particular, we shall call them Jack and Ginger.....I had the pleasure of him at the April party and was so hoping to spend time with both of them this time.&amp;nbsp; And pleasure they were!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sunday morning I got things started with Jack with my mouth on his cock.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomd1RWvJI/AAAAAAAAB3A/760mRjJ-TAc/s1600/DSCN3350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomd1RWvJI/AAAAAAAAB3A/760mRjJ-TAc/s320/DSCN3350.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomUSpl65I/AAAAAAAAB24/zK5KnWZPKOk/s1600/DSCN3346.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomUSpl65I/AAAAAAAAB24/zK5KnWZPKOk/s320/DSCN3346.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yummy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomZG1YprI/AAAAAAAAB28/UHwmCOSKloc/s1600/DSCN3349.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomZG1YprI/AAAAAAAAB28/UHwmCOSKloc/s320/DSCN3349.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was not the only one who enjoyed Jack's cock, so did Lynn.&amp;nbsp; She is the other single female that was at the party.&amp;nbsp; She was sooo delicious - tall, thin, blond hair, gorgeous body and to top it all off - she was &lt;i&gt;NICE&lt;/i&gt;. Despite the original prediction of 4 single females, there were only 2 of us. Lynn liked Jack's cock too, and we were both grateful to Ginger for lending us her man.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomjAoOxBI/AAAAAAAAB3E/BEpx9-FUpKY/s1600/DSCN3351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomjAoOxBI/AAAAAAAAB3E/BEpx9-FUpKY/s320/DSCN3351.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lynn devoured his cock and then he took her from behind until she came hard and loud!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomoypUg0I/AAAAAAAAB3I/0BF7nQp_a7E/s1600/3357edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomoypUg0I/AAAAAAAAB3I/0BF7nQp_a7E/s320/3357edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meanwhile....further down on the bed...Ginger had her head in my pussy and my wand on my clit.&amp;nbsp; She was so fantastic!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomu35yhGI/AAAAAAAAB3M/OIxV22odhbE/s1600/3358+edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomu35yhGI/AAAAAAAAB3M/OIxV22odhbE/s320/3358+edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I returned the favor for her, and fucked her pussy with my mouth and my fingers.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomzaf7uII/AAAAAAAAB3Q/p-4DpMSNKmo/s1600/DSCN3353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomzaf7uII/AAAAAAAAB3Q/p-4DpMSNKmo/s320/DSCN3353.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meanwhile, in the other room....this gorgeous couple was having so fun of their own.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKom4XCmoiI/AAAAAAAAB3U/jcq2PyYD23k/s1600/DSCN3359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKom4XCmoiI/AAAAAAAAB3U/jcq2PyYD23k/s320/DSCN3359.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't play with them, however they were gracious enough to allow me to photograph them.&amp;nbsp; It made such a pretty picture....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The good news is that there is another party coming up in November, perhaps I will have the chance next time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomUSpl65I/AAAAAAAAB24/zK5KnWZPKOk/s1600/DSCN3346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomZG1YprI/AAAAAAAAB28/UHwmCOSKloc/s1600/DSCN3349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7382892180647924258?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7382892180647924258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7382892180647924258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7382892180647924258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7382892180647924258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/sunday-in-poconos.html' title='Sunday in the Poconos'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKomd1RWvJI/AAAAAAAAB3A/760mRjJ-TAc/s72-c/DSCN3350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8859623126456015506</id><published>2010-10-02T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:49:22.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poconos and Tattoos and Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This is a Poconos weekend....if you have ever read my blog you know that means I'm heading up to northern PA for a house party at Rick and Ronnie's.&amp;nbsp; I've been to many, first with Tom, and then after we separated by myself.&amp;nbsp; They usually throw 3-4 per season, nothing in the winter for obvious reason.&amp;nbsp; I made it to the April party, and then haven't been able to go again, so I am very much looking forward to this one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKcna1909lI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/tCipEQDVpPg/s1600/group.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKcna1909lI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/tCipEQDVpPg/s1600/group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The house party is at a nice house, 30 couples and 4 single females are scheduled to come tonight.&amp;nbsp; It's all open room play, what they do is lay out a bunch of air mattresses all over the living room and dining room floor, and people can play as they wish.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the couples stay together, other times they separate and play with others.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy it very much - I know many of the couples that usually go.&amp;nbsp; After years of attending the parties we all kind of know each other. &amp;nbsp; Hmmm, not sure about competing with 3 other single females!&amp;nbsp; Yikes, that's a lot of competition!!!&amp;nbsp; There are NO cameras allowed, so I won't be able to share any photos with you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKckzK9HbpI/AAAAAAAAB2M/IwnZQ2A0sH4/s1600/DSCN3327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKckzK9HbpI/AAAAAAAAB2M/IwnZQ2A0sH4/s320/DSCN3327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm still not completely over my tattoo extravaganza.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE my new tattoos.&amp;nbsp; All three of these are new, and in case you can't read what it says on my ass it's PITA - Pain In The Ass.&amp;nbsp; My friends say that is VERY appropriate.&amp;nbsp; I swear I could tattoo my body from head to toe.&amp;nbsp; But I am done with tattoos for now, mainly because of financial issues.&amp;nbsp; I'm still struggling, one mortgage payment behind, and other bills not paid yet either.&amp;nbsp; But I have a job and am working as much as possible and that's all I can do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKco7P7XGuI/AAAAAAAAB2U/XBAl29dG9mU/s1600/daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKco7P7XGuI/AAAAAAAAB2U/XBAl29dG9mU/s1600/daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daddy - he is a Dom I have been speaking with from CollarMe.&amp;nbsp; Eric knows about him, I don't think he is overly pleased, but understands why I am searching for someone to dominate me. Eric is a wonderful boyfriend,&amp;nbsp; and I have no plans of giving him up, he gives me my everyday love and attention and emotional and physical support. My kids adore him and so do I.&amp;nbsp; Daddy is different - he controls my thoughts and actions and behaviors - when we are together.&amp;nbsp; We will see if it works out, I've been disappointed so many times.&amp;nbsp; I get my hopes up and then they are dashed when the guy cancels or is not how he represented himself, or there is no physical chemistry.&amp;nbsp; I have spoken with Daddy on the phone for hours already, and he allows me to text him during the day, and so far it seems as though I may be able to complete my puzzle.&amp;nbsp; We meet on Tuesday in person and will go from there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy your weekend, I'm sure looking forward to mine!!!&amp;nbsp; Soccer game for my daughter this morning, football for my son, then the long drive for the great reward up to the Poconos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8859623126456015506?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8859623126456015506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8859623126456015506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8859623126456015506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8859623126456015506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/10/poconos-and-tattoos-and-daddy.html' title='Poconos and Tattoos and Daddy'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKcna1909lI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/tCipEQDVpPg/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1847870188033135443</id><published>2010-09-30T06:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T06:46:22.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek HNT</title><content type='html'>Good Morning HNT fans!&amp;nbsp; I personally think it's way to damn early to be up &lt;strike&gt;and learning about click throughs but I did it!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; Alright I thought I did it.&amp;nbsp; I did not.&amp;nbsp; I need more coffee.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Give me a little *click* and I will give you a little *peek*!!&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; No peeking for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ahref="http: 1.bp.blogspot.com="" _dcoce2h2qes="" aaaaaaaab2a="" dscn3317.jpg?="" j6p2vuzy5rc="" s400-h="" target="_blank" tkrlew1w4si=""&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKRkylvj-xI/AAAAAAAAB18/UAq07NwjiJk/s320/DSCN3315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We will have to retitle this "lower half" HNT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1231863952"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1231863953"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;or more &lt;strike&gt;naughty&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp; correctly done peeks and all sorts of fun visit &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os site&lt;/a&gt; and see who else is up for &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HNT&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropical Depression Nicole and all her glory are pounding on my door and roof this am - stay dry east coast friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1847870188033135443?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1847870188033135443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1847870188033135443&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1847870188033135443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1847870188033135443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='Peek HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TKRkylvj-xI/AAAAAAAAB18/UAq07NwjiJk/s72-c/DSCN3315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5112177578536448544</id><published>2010-09-25T10:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:42:58.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Sale and Blogging and TonguePleaser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ4KXXHMyiI/AAAAAAAAB1w/YiezUkpRWPU/s1600/DSCN3320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ4KXXHMyiI/AAAAAAAAB1w/YiezUkpRWPU/s320/DSCN3320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you think it's okay for me to be blogging about sex with naughty photos while I'm holding a yard sale?I'm going to go with YES. This week has been really busy. So busy I didn't participate in HNT on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;The photos I am sharing today are from the week before last when my friend TonguePleaser came to visit.He is a wonderful man, Greek/Italian/French in a compact hot body with a cock that doesn't quit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ3_O3xqm3I/AAAAAAAAB1o/qLC5_tzPZLM/s1600/DSCN3321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ3_O3xqm3I/AAAAAAAAB1o/qLC5_tzPZLM/s320/DSCN3321.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have established a great relationship based on convience and mutual need and satisfaction, and get together every other week or so.&amp;nbsp; Although I think both of us could do it bit more often than that, we seem to get on well together in bed!&amp;nbsp; This night if I remember correctly we talked, ate sandwiches, had sex, napped, had more sex, and then had some more sexy.&amp;nbsp; Maybe 4 times?&amp;nbsp; And each time just as fabulous as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ3_Tr5SlkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pbEp-qlu8wg/s1600/DSCN3323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ3_Tr5SlkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/pbEp-qlu8wg/s320/DSCN3323.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It pleases me greatly when a man cums.&amp;nbsp; I have issue when he does not.&amp;nbsp; Makes me feel like I have done something wrong or not been pleasurable enough.&amp;nbsp; So I am always happy when I can make a man cum.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's all I have to say for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5112177578536448544?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5112177578536448544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5112177578536448544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5112177578536448544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5112177578536448544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/yard-sale-and-blogging-and.html' title='Yard Sale and Blogging and TonguePleaser'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJ4KXXHMyiI/AAAAAAAAB1w/YiezUkpRWPU/s72-c/DSCN3320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8975363447595847092</id><published>2010-09-20T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:26.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My new favorite pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJgIYlLh6bI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HQT95_Ls9jY/s1600/DSCN3337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJgIYlLh6bI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HQT95_Ls9jY/s320/DSCN3337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A friend of mine took this photo last week.&amp;nbsp; For whatever reason I really like it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8975363447595847092?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8975363447595847092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8975363447595847092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8975363447595847092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8975363447595847092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-new-favorite-pic.html' title='My new favorite pic'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJgIYlLh6bI/AAAAAAAAB1c/HQT95_Ls9jY/s72-c/DSCN3337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-226965980941525355</id><published>2010-09-18T22:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:53:52.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree Cutting</title><content type='html'>Exhausted after a long afternoon of cutting down a tree in my yard.&amp;nbsp; A big, old, knarly, willow type tree.&amp;nbsp; I have body parts that hurt that I didn't know I had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-226965980941525355?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/226965980941525355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=226965980941525355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/226965980941525355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/226965980941525355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/tree-cutting.html' title='Tree Cutting'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-9112431762236518418</id><published>2010-09-16T06:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:25:24.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Nekkid Half HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJHwIbYhP6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/iYtYAD0Cfgg/s1600/half+nekkid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJHwIbYhP6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/iYtYAD0Cfgg/s320/half+nekkid.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aren't I the creative one this week?&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of me......naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see more fun half nekkid people go see &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os &lt;/a&gt;at his site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HAPPY HNT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-9112431762236518418?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/9112431762236518418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=9112431762236518418&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/9112431762236518418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/9112431762236518418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/half-nekkid-half-hnt.html' title='Half Nekkid Half HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJHwIbYhP6I/AAAAAAAAB1U/iYtYAD0Cfgg/s72-c/half+nekkid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3091716731085896990</id><published>2010-09-15T18:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:30:03.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraine</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I have a migraine.&amp;nbsp; I hate that.&amp;nbsp; And I could have stopped it, but didn't realize last night that it was coming on.&amp;nbsp; I was sitting in bed with my work computer and was seeing spots.&amp;nbsp; I chalked it up to the low light and computer screen and wearing my glasses.&amp;nbsp; So I turned on the overhead light and it was somewhat better.&amp;nbsp; Then in the middle of the night I got up and slammed my leg into the foot board I was so dizzy ( I have a bruise there now). This morning wasn't much better, dizzy and spots, I was home later because my patients didn't start until 10am.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJFIb3Nh3cI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xKBqhneEJrE/s1600/migraine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="120" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJFIb3Nh3cI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xKBqhneEJrE/s200/migraine.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was thinking to myself that I can't drive seeing spots...and trying to figure out what I was going to do, when I realized ---- dumb ass!&amp;nbsp; Migraine.&amp;nbsp; It's been so long since I've had one that I forgot my warning signs. Once I figured it out I took a magic migraine pill (Maxalt) and within about 2 hours the spots and dizziness had faded and I was left with a pounding headache.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I laid on the couch most of the day and then pulled myself together long enough to see 2 patients and go get my new pop up camper.&amp;nbsp; However there is ANOTHER problem with my hitch work on my car, so still no camper and still more trips back to the RV dealer.&amp;nbsp; And I wonder why I have a migraine...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3091716731085896990?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3091716731085896990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3091716731085896990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3091716731085896990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3091716731085896990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/migraine.html' title='Migraine'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TJFIb3Nh3cI/AAAAAAAAB1M/xKBqhneEJrE/s72-c/migraine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-226212137344087236</id><published>2010-09-12T08:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T08:44:51.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Nite in Pictures with a Sun am peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyw1Ip526I/AAAAAAAAB0c/dVETb78zS9Q/s1600/DSCN3302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyw1Ip526I/AAAAAAAAB0c/dVETb78zS9Q/s200/DSCN3302.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIywnnFOMFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/qOdIoe-1_DY/s1600/DSCN3301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIywnnFOMFI/AAAAAAAAB0U/qOdIoe-1_DY/s200/DSCN3301.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This fabulous specimen is who I had the pleasure of being with last night!&amp;nbsp; He is my borrowed Master and we had a great time.&amp;nbsp; It was very fun to spend some "alternative" time with him.&amp;nbsp; The plan was for him to come and provide me with some much needed ass beating.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something that I miss is that level of dominance in the bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Big E certainly is dominant and does a great job of pleasing me on multiple levels, however because I love him so much, it's hard for me to let go and surrender to him like&amp;nbsp;I can a "stranger".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wouldn't say Master K is a stranger, but he is not my man and I don't love him.&amp;nbsp; I do LOVE this picture.&amp;nbsp; I had asked Master K if he minded me taking some photos, then he helped and took some as well.&amp;nbsp; In the top picture I like because it shows the new addition to my tramp stamp. I think I need to do a tatto series (again).&amp;nbsp; In this bottom photo it shows not only the red marks from the flogger, but the new tattoo on my ass as well. Can you read it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyxM1665DI/AAAAAAAAB00/eADt4vMWO-M/s1600/DSCN3303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyxM1665DI/AAAAAAAAB00/eADt4vMWO-M/s200/DSCN3303.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyxDIqxj2I/AAAAAAAAB0s/JN2T2mxSaSU/s1600/DSCN3306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyxDIqxj2I/AAAAAAAAB0s/JN2T2mxSaSU/s200/DSCN3306.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was so getting in to taking the photos that he did this one on his own....he liked the way his cock looked on my belly.&amp;nbsp; I liked how his cock looked on my belly, in my pussy, and in my ass.&amp;nbsp; Master K&amp;nbsp;tied me up and spread my arms from one end of the room to the other with long ropes around my wrists, my legs spread apart.&amp;nbsp; He took the flogger and started from one&amp;nbsp;end of me&amp;nbsp;to the other.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyw_X_RiiI/AAAAAAAAB0k/u_uTAsUohqI/s1600/DSCN3304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIyw_X_RiiI/AAAAAAAAB0k/u_uTAsUohqI/s200/DSCN3304.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; While I was standing there he bent me over and took my ass from behind while I stood there with my arms outstretched.&amp;nbsp; Later he put me back on the bed and graced my ass with more red marks.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up and adam this morning and he headed home, I got up and made coffee and started laundry and came to share my photos with you.&amp;nbsp; I was still horny and wanting more cock so I called my true love.....he came over and gave my filthy whore pussy what it needed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIzIn7XPIBI/AAAAAAAAB1E/xABV3PicRKQ/s1600/DSCN3312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIzIn7XPIBI/AAAAAAAAB1E/xABV3PicRKQ/s200/DSCN3312.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIzIjMoOfYI/AAAAAAAAB08/zPwZu-ymgTE/s1600/DSCN3309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIzIjMoOfYI/AAAAAAAAB08/zPwZu-ymgTE/s200/DSCN3309.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The distress call for cock and Big E to the rescue!&amp;nbsp; Master K and I had a great time, but there was not a lot of fucking, more beating instead.&amp;nbsp; So E came and put his over used cock inside my dirty pussy.&amp;nbsp; He was entertaining this weekend as well, had one girl on Friday and one on Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Poor thing - he took one for the team and took care of me as well!&amp;nbsp; Then when that wasn't enough he fisted me, right on the living room couch.&amp;nbsp; Then we went and ate chef boyaredee for&amp;nbsp;breakfast!&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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He was a nice guy, found him on SwingLifeStyle.&amp;nbsp; Positives - he looked like his picture, was pleasant, talked like a human, good looking. Negatives - lives about 40 miles from me, or an hour drive, is married (although reports that wifey knows), and there was some chemistry but not a ton.&amp;nbsp; We made out in the car for awhile and it was good.&amp;nbsp; I was so tired that that was all I had the energy for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This morning I was up and out the door by 7am to man my booth at a kids consignment sale.&amp;nbsp; I made around $400 so I am pleased with my work.&amp;nbsp; That's vacation money! Then came home, unloaded the left overs, went to my son's football game, came home took a nap, got up, took a shower, and am now waiting for my borrowed Master for the evening.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Master K and I have played before, but not in this role, I must admit I am nervous.&amp;nbsp; I found him on AdultFriendFinder.&amp;nbsp; Incidentally I need to set up my affiliate programs on the blog with these sites.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, he knows from being with me how much I crave to be dominated, and agreed to step into that role tonight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He is built and cut and sexy as hell,&amp;nbsp; great kisser, is married and wifey plays as well (although has had a boyfriend for over 3 years), so they are both even keel and a great open marriage couple.&amp;nbsp; He is really enjoyable and I have liked the time we have spent together so far.&amp;nbsp; So I am sitting here waiting for him now.&amp;nbsp; I will ask if he can take some photos and I can post them tomorrow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2021867070721363396?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2021867070721363396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2021867070721363396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2021867070721363396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2021867070721363396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/fridaysaturday.html' title='Friday/Saturday'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-885404211475347001</id><published>2010-09-10T20:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:11:53.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate It</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I hate going back out after I've come home for the day.&amp;nbsp; Going to meet a FNG (fucking new guy) for drinks and don't wanna go.&amp;nbsp; I'm too polite to not show up.&amp;nbsp; Dammit.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-885404211475347001?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/885404211475347001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=885404211475347001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/885404211475347001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/885404211475347001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/hate-it.html' title='Hate It'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-761589423906409011</id><published>2010-09-09T01:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:10:00.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Leg HNT</title><content type='html'>For my first HNT back I wanted to do something fabulous and a click through.&amp;nbsp; However despite my struggle I could not remember how to do it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhM9adrRoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jQjHHqbLRTU/s1600/knee+close+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhM9adrRoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jQjHHqbLRTU/s320/knee+close+up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy HNT anyways!&amp;nbsp; To see more hot legs and more....go to &lt;a href="http://osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os site&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of the HNT participants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-761589423906409011?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/761589423906409011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=761589423906409011&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/761589423906409011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/761589423906409011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/hot-leg-hnt.html' title='Hot Leg HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhM9adrRoI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jQjHHqbLRTU/s72-c/knee+close+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6053237569264743730</id><published>2010-09-08T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:25:02.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhCEQmIaKI/AAAAAAAABzc/hy0C1RQvCxg/s1600/gqman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhCEQmIaKI/AAAAAAAABzc/hy0C1RQvCxg/s200/gqman.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those in the "beautiful people" category don't understand.&amp;nbsp; They live in their own world of fantasy where everyone looks like they do.&amp;nbsp; People who look like this guy.&amp;nbsp; He probably looks like this when he gets out of bed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have this acquaintance, who I would consider GQ hot.&amp;nbsp; Nice body, nice face, always well put together with clothing and grooming, probably gets manicures if I had to hazard a guess.&amp;nbsp; I asked him over tonight.&amp;nbsp; He replied that he just wants to be "friends".&amp;nbsp; He says that he was turned off by my videos I posted last weekend.&amp;nbsp; He said that I was fucking big fat ugly guys and that was a turn off to him so he no longer wanted to fuck me.&amp;nbsp; Now HOLD ON.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One of the guys in the videos is Big E.&amp;nbsp; Big E and I have been together for nearly a year and a half.&amp;nbsp; And the BIG is NOT for his size above the belt, it's for what's BELOW the belt if you know what I mean.&amp;nbsp; An area in which GQ man is sorely lacking. But I digress.&amp;nbsp; I love E very much, he is a great man to me, my kids, my family. He takes care of me, has NEVER let me down, answers when I call/text and basically let's me do what I want as long as I continue to include him.&amp;nbsp; We fit well together in and out of the bedroom.&amp;nbsp; When I'm whoring around, he is too.&amp;nbsp; It's perfect.&amp;nbsp; He loved me when I was 35lbs heavier than I am now, he loves me just the same at the weight I am at this moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So it hurt my feelings that GQ man was putting my man down.&amp;nbsp; He also put down The Usual Suspect.&amp;nbsp; Which I find quite amusing.&amp;nbsp; TUS was towards the end of the video when I was sucking cock for quite some time.&amp;nbsp; TUS is actually an ex-boyfriend to a woman that GQ man still carries a torch for.&amp;nbsp; Quite interesting that he should find him to be fat and ugly too, where his ex-girlfriend found him fabulous.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhDoqxYiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/GziwifnayAw/s1600/gqwoman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhDoqxYiQI/AAAAAAAABzk/GziwifnayAw/s200/gqwoman.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;These beautiful people don't get it. When you look like this, you expect those around you to look the same.&amp;nbsp; How much airbrushing was applied to her cleavage?&amp;nbsp; They are not the reality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;He asked why I would settle for someone like that.&amp;nbsp; I told him pretty people like him didn't go for girls like me and I didn't consider it settling.&amp;nbsp; Maybe if I was a size 6 instead of 16 some over the top hot guy may want me but why bother?&amp;nbsp; I'm happy with my curves and my size. I like what I have!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Big fat shout out to those of us in the real world who aren't afraid to be who we are, to embrace our bodies and our size and show off our curves and love who we want to love without a size restriction!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6053237569264743730?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6053237569264743730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6053237569264743730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6053237569264743730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6053237569264743730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/beautiful-people.html' title='Beautiful People'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIhCEQmIaKI/AAAAAAAABzc/hy0C1RQvCxg/s72-c/gqman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5187239971763973287</id><published>2010-09-06T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T21:07:59.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Camper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIWM0SCHEoI/AAAAAAAABzU/r5Kz5YVELvQ/s1600/DSCN3101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIWM0SCHEoI/AAAAAAAABzU/r5Kz5YVELvQ/s320/DSCN3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My sweet camper is being picked up tomorrow. I've only had her for 18 months and I'm very sorry to see her go.&amp;nbsp; I had to trade in my pick up truck for financial reasons, and now have nothing to pull her with.&amp;nbsp; I also don't have a place to store her - we didn't really camp enough this season to justify keeping it at the campground where it is now. So caught in a crossroads I had to do the good mom financial thing and make the hard decision to start downsizing my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday the kids and I went up and cleaned out the camper, got everything out and taken to my house and shoved into my shed.&amp;nbsp; There is so much yet to do with the stuff, however the up side is that I traded it in for a pop up and I pick that up on Wed night barring any unforeseen problems. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5187239971763973287?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5187239971763973287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5187239971763973287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5187239971763973287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5187239971763973287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-bye-camper.html' title='Good Bye Camper'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TIWM0SCHEoI/AAAAAAAABzU/r5Kz5YVELvQ/s72-c/DSCN3101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3938236192374309814</id><published>2010-09-06T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:37:17.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final fun times, MMFM parts H and I - WOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fbe0744f6d75d46" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fbe0744f6d75d46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D818588787AF3005BA8EDE8F4C10AF3C61297EE7E.316780A2D3AD97BB91AD8268D5B1E5D63618CF56%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fbe0744f6d75d46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVzBRODEyNbE1660YGYxoSHMqSpc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fbe0744f6d75d46%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D818588787AF3005BA8EDE8F4C10AF3C61297EE7E.316780A2D3AD97BB91AD8268D5B1E5D63618CF56%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fbe0744f6d75d46%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DVzBRODEyNbE1660YGYxoSHMqSpc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall we had a great time with the video.&amp;nbsp; The MMFM wasn't too bad either! LOL&amp;nbsp; Considering it was all good friends it was a lot less stressful than being with unknown people. We were all very comfortable with each other and familiar, making the experience great for all of us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2249af87a76aaa2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2249af87a76aaa2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D133BE6265E38641C69CD02820A3208846D6A4242.7490254A605CDF279E2E2B646B072E98D11303CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2249af87a76aaa2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAwJgqF1N_JnfvbVxsUlHK3Ol7KI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2249af87a76aaa2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D133BE6265E38641C69CD02820A3208846D6A4242.7490254A605CDF279E2E2B646B072E98D11303CD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2249af87a76aaa2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAwJgqF1N_JnfvbVxsUlHK3Ol7KI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; The End!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3938236192374309814?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3938236192374309814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3938236192374309814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3938236192374309814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3938236192374309814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/final-fun-times-mmfm-parts-h-and-i-wow.html' title='Final fun times, MMFM parts H and I - WOW!'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2923274517075822575</id><published>2010-09-06T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T00:09:23.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And the fun keeps coming...parts E, F, G</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cf7b5b75805d07d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf7b5b75805d07d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CB4F81D16A07F177419B447B630B8A391BD946B.29BC9E7040F4F536B470D7A5BD4A02260EC1230A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf7b5b75805d07d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkvf36Ah1_Jt1irm79DixEzjAd54&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcf7b5b75805d07d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CB4F81D16A07F177419B447B630B8A391BD946B.29BC9E7040F4F536B470D7A5BD4A02260EC1230A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcf7b5b75805d07d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dkvf36Ah1_Jt1irm79DixEzjAd54&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't say that I will do the video thing again.&amp;nbsp; Maybe do it for my personal library, but not for blogger.&amp;nbsp; It was so time consuming to make the smaller segments.&amp;nbsp; More kudos to Big E!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e04f1ad0893c395b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De04f1ad0893c395b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2451E23F8CF094CD905F54206BA5360AF74DAAD6.2CA3D3C532F991BFE3DD168888E3B2B9AE0655E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De04f1ad0893c395b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPLCQGkKUo3__lMcGwJxeGL-rcFY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De04f1ad0893c395b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2451E23F8CF094CD905F54206BA5360AF74DAAD6.2CA3D3C532F991BFE3DD168888E3B2B9AE0655E0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De04f1ad0893c395b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPLCQGkKUo3__lMcGwJxeGL-rcFY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well is this any fun to watch?&amp;nbsp; I think I would rather watch it all in one shot,&amp;nbsp; however blogger is not my friend on that subject.&amp;nbsp; :-(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c00c822f1e6f1683" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc00c822f1e6f1683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6674A5FCA392AAE797176A0A6C84B94290B46992.2D205E8F7DC29EA42A1D4F068885C70BA6674D31%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc00c822f1e6f1683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv3R-B6wwVNei4p9COa36HbwpD-8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc00c822f1e6f1683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410218%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6674A5FCA392AAE797176A0A6C84B94290B46992.2D205E8F7DC29EA42A1D4F068885C70BA6674D31%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc00c822f1e6f1683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dv3R-B6wwVNei4p9COa36HbwpD-8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;However I can entertain you between videos with my witty banter.&amp;nbsp; Only two more to go...will you make it? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2923274517075822575?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2923274517075822575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2923274517075822575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2923274517075822575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2923274517075822575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-fun-keeps-comingparts-e-f-g.html' title='And the fun keeps coming...parts E, F, G'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5954679778904039527</id><published>2010-09-05T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:17:45.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More MMFM Fun - Parts B,C and D</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;More video fun...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a61d0c9dbe7eadf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da61d0c9dbe7eadf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FCD16E21653C4860A408B342D115F6FCA56A633.2E2B6B088268C352606537F4792AD819E5B1EA3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da61d0c9dbe7eadf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlzYEfn0sB-OLzskytuO3ljCPk_g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da61d0c9dbe7eadf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3FCD16E21653C4860A408B342D115F6FCA56A633.2E2B6B088268C352606537F4792AD819E5B1EA3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da61d0c9dbe7eadf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlzYEfn0sB-OLzskytuO3ljCPk_g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The video was tough to deal with, Big E spent most of the afternoon loading it and editing and making each segment smaller so that blogger would allow them to upload.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't tell you that it needs to be under 100KB!!&amp;nbsp; Trial and error, many thanks to Big E for getting it done for me today.&amp;nbsp; Muah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a47a5126745068eb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da47a5126745068eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D278E6D91F0E99007296D4BD96ABD049635932F56.181109388F462D5FD5C3AA7A24D5006BD38A0EFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da47a5126745068eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ZISNrKdB35BoYXpGaVErIko598&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da47a5126745068eb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D278E6D91F0E99007296D4BD96ABD049635932F56.181109388F462D5FD5C3AA7A24D5006BD38A0EFD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da47a5126745068eb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5ZISNrKdB35BoYXpGaVErIko598&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I'm figuring this out, that even though I have a million little videos I can put them into bulk and post them on one post.&amp;nbsp; Evidentally blogger is sensitive to the size but not the quantity.&amp;nbsp; Size DOES matter....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5551fdc799b993e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D05551fdc799b993e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17DB759ED145086963699FEC96B1AE6A68F083D4.5A734F221D163F82D68B4A04A4595A6F6F4B6AB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5551fdc799b993e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkeOb6fZFN7Fhq_JZB9fNlwF9Scc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D05551fdc799b993e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17DB759ED145086963699FEC96B1AE6A68F083D4.5A734F221D163F82D68B4A04A4595A6F6F4B6AB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5551fdc799b993e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkeOb6fZFN7Fhq_JZB9fNlwF9Scc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;And while your here lurking around at my videos, stop and say hi with a pleasant comment or two.&amp;nbsp; That would please me greatly!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5954679778904039527?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5954679778904039527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5954679778904039527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5954679778904039527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5954679778904039527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/more-mmfm-fun-parts-bc-and-d.html' title='More MMFM Fun - Parts B,C and D'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3152909966349271628</id><published>2010-09-05T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T17:54:59.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An amazing MMFM - and my first video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee6765229003f8d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ee6765229003f8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D4CC1C395DF69F627C05B2D2CFBB04B5BA8344E.70DAC266B35A42E243C4083B3D3E3897FA3FA826%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee6765229003f8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YUsP6v5_Lc25AqUG0SJmrLI3xo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ee6765229003f8d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330410219%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D4CC1C395DF69F627C05B2D2CFBB04B5BA8344E.70DAC266B35A42E243C4083B3D3E3897FA3FA826%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee6765229003f8d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0YUsP6v5_Lc25AqUG0SJmrLI3xo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On&amp;nbsp; Sunday last week a group of "old" friends and I got together for some hot fun.&amp;nbsp; I have fantasies of a gang bang, and had even tried to get one more guy and one girl to join us without success.&amp;nbsp; We all three had fun regardless.&amp;nbsp; Big E, The Usual Suspect, and an old friend were in attendance.&amp;nbsp; Everyone was well satisfied, and I was able to keep the three of them busy for just over 2 hours. Yay go team!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I gotta say having the video camera going was a bit weird, but I did try to just pretend it wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; We were also taking photos as well.&amp;nbsp; It is going to be a well publicized event!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Working with the video has been a challenge.&amp;nbsp; This is part one of multiple parts!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy, and please let me know what you think.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3152909966349271628?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3152909966349271628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3152909966349271628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3152909966349271628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3152909966349271628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/amazing-mmfm-and-my-first-video.html' title='An amazing MMFM - and my first video'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4676837486711423809</id><published>2010-09-03T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T23:19:28.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back a Slut</title><content type='html'>I have come back to blogging at a time when I am at a sexual high.&amp;nbsp; I have basically been fucking everything in sight.&amp;nbsp; For no particular reason, just happens to be a time when I manage to schedule people and they actually show up and look like they are supposed to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big "E" and I are still together, our relationship is completely open. We have managed to make it for almost a year and a half.&amp;nbsp; We have had our ups and downs, but are finding our way through together.&amp;nbsp; Incidentally HE is being a slut too!&amp;nbsp; LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in my house with my 2 kids and myriad of pets, and a chaos that sometimes I feel I cannot survive.&amp;nbsp; I am desperately trying to function and be productive, and yet here I am on the computer instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4676837486711423809?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4676837486711423809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4676837486711423809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4676837486711423809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4676837486711423809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-back-slut.html' title='Coming back a Slut'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3573971515053430600</id><published>2010-08-31T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:48:40.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Old Friends</title><content type='html'>I would imagine I am not the only one who comes and goes. Another long hiatus, but back again.&amp;nbsp; I hope my old friends find me again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having trouble figuring out this new template I chose.&amp;nbsp; I can't crack the code to determine how to fix the date header.&amp;nbsp; Anyone have any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3573971515053430600?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3573971515053430600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3573971515053430600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3573971515053430600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3573971515053430600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-old-friends.html' title='Hello Old Friends'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6581211516619254360</id><published>2009-12-26T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:08:10.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Came Early</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Christmas came early at my house this year.  I have these new friends, well, Big E and I have these new friends.  I got to have a little private play time with our new friends on Wednesday night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;It was their first time for a MFF, and herself is quite shy when it comes to the girl/girl thing, so I was curious to see how it would all pan out.  Bamba.  That's my new favorite word!  :-)  Evidently it's some man-thing that he takes when he needs a fast recovery time, or in some instances no recovery time just constant hard on.  In just a little over an hour he managed to fuck me twice and her once, cumming all three times. Amazing!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;He did a very good job of keeping us both occupied, starting off by touching and fondling for both of us.  Then eating of my pussy while she tentatively touched my body.  She has a soft and wonderful touch.  Then he ate her pussy and she allowed me to nibble on her pierced nipples.  And it's funny because she is the type of woman you would never visualize with pierced nipples, she is so the-girl-next-door. We did some more fondling and kissing and touching, him fingering me with the right hand, her with the left.  Then he got fired up and decided that double fisting would be fun.  I LOVE fisting and so does she.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;He lubed up one hand and worked it inside my waiting pussy, and then with her assistance lubed up his other hand.  He very deftly pounded us both, with both of us writhing around on the bed and groaning and cumming.  Afterwards he fucked one, washed up, then fucked the other.  I went to check on the crazy dogs and take care of getting water for us, when I came back he was hard and waiting again for another turn for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;We had a fabulous time together.  We have played once before with Big E and I, and now we've played alone.  Both ways were great.  We are all going out together for New Years Eve, I can't wait to see what happens then!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6581211516619254360?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6581211516619254360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6581211516619254360&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6581211516619254360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6581211516619254360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas Came Early'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2163416079836957752</id><published>2009-11-22T07:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T07:22:07.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I've been so sick lately.  My son has as well.  It's like a germ fest in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Weekend before last I was up at the last Poconos Party of the season.  It was fantastic!  There won't be any more until the Cabin Fever party in April 2010.  Where the house is located its impassable in the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;What was most fun was coming home to Big E.  He had all kinds of plans cooked up for me. We had a GREAT time. And unlike the Poconos Party, Big E and I could take pictures.  And we did,  a lot of them.  I promise to update soon!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2163416079836957752?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2163416079836957752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2163416079836957752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2163416079836957752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2163416079836957752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6082862238167159645</id><published>2009-11-11T20:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:48:54.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love nursing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love nursing.  I love the closeness that I feel with Big E when we are together.  He loves it just as much as I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl22VAZxI/AAAAAAAABys/6T_BQGDoFg4/s1600-h/2059edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl22VAZxI/AAAAAAAABys/6T_BQGDoFg4/s320/2059edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024170932004626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This pic was the first time I was able to capture the milk in his mouth.  I think its AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2uZvJeI/AAAAAAAAByk/l6to7jv8Fms/s1600-h/DSCN2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2uZvJeI/AAAAAAAAByk/l6to7jv8Fms/s320/DSCN2056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024168804361698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No one nurses like he does. Feeling his mouth latch on to my breast as he pulls my nipple into his mouth.  I enjoy the pulling feeling as the milk starts to come from my nipple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2jHwWHI/AAAAAAAAByc/TbsYNe3yuLQ/s1600-h/2053edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2jHwWHI/AAAAAAAAByc/TbsYNe3yuLQ/s320/2053edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024165776152690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;One really great side effect of our nursing is that it has made my breasts so much fuller and heavier.  I LOVE IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2atLRKI/AAAAAAAAByU/tjUq56710Kk/s1600-h/DSCN2052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl2atLRKI/AAAAAAAAByU/tjUq56710Kk/s320/DSCN2052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403024163517187234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6082862238167159645?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6082862238167159645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6082862238167159645&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6082862238167159645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6082862238167159645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-nursing.html' title='I love nursing!'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Svtl22VAZxI/AAAAAAAABys/6T_BQGDoFg4/s72-c/2059edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6457304897423444986</id><published>2009-11-03T06:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:02:03.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I've gotten a couple of questions I need to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;It took us several months to start producing milk.  We had multiple start and stops and vacations and time away and then illnesses.  I think the big change came from taking a drug called motilium.  Common use is to help produce milk.  It worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I never did get engorged (when I was breastfeeding my children, years ago).  I feel really full and heavy, but thankfully have not had that hard breast engorged feeling to deal with.  Then or now.  Now I just feel a strong desire to feed someone, and am often tempted to shove my breast in any willing or unwilling mouth!!!!!  It's much more emotional for me now than it was when I was feeding my children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Together Big E and I nurse/feed 2-3x a day.  We wish it was more however work, life, and scheduling don't always allow it.  He feeds every morning and every night for sure.  If we aren't together in the evening I can sometimes get a "pinch feeder".  Like the sub whore friend or another friend who is a male and obsessed with breasts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I would love to have the opportunity to explore more with them (my breasts that is), as I am completely enamoured with feeding and nursing and seeing my breast in someone's mouth!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6457304897423444986?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6457304897423444986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6457304897423444986&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6457304897423444986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6457304897423444986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4712300849769930363</id><published>2009-11-03T06:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:45:23.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping the Whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVGYKGEYI/AAAAAAAABxk/n3vSADvDfrA/s1600-h/2038edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVGYKGEYI/AAAAAAAABxk/n3vSADvDfrA/s200/2038edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399839152525414786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whore friend did something silly and her collar was taken away from her. When I asked what I could do to help, she said she needed a "facial."  Well, for those of you who don't know what a facial is...read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I generously offered up my 2 guys.  Big E and The Usual Suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVdJvFp_I/AAAAAAAABxs/3SYc7VNVz-Y/s1600-h/2037edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVdJvFp_I/AAAAAAAABxs/3SYc7VNVz-Y/s200/2037edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399839543791036402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both guys are always willing to lend a helping.......hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her instructions were to be naked, and she had to at some point try and get both guys in her mouth at once, and then suck them till they came all over her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVwowxagI/AAAAAAAABx0/mlZtDnW3fMk/s1600-h/2040eedited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVwowxagI/AAAAAAAABx0/mlZtDnW3fMk/s200/2040eedited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399839878537112066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Big E cumming on her.  She loves cum, and she wasn't allowed to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWIAA1xdI/AAAAAAAABx8/V_J2M45-JAg/s1600-h/DSCN2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWIAA1xdI/AAAAAAAABx8/V_J2M45-JAg/s200/DSCN2041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399840279915513298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Usual Suspect came second, no pun intended!  And he shot a HUGE load all over her face.  Somehow I missed that picture though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has the prettiest head doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWaOEl93I/AAAAAAAAByE/QQIqHcniVB4/s1600-h/2045edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWaOEl93I/AAAAAAAAByE/QQIqHcniVB4/s200/2045edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399840592926996338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then her Master wanted her to pleasure me.  And she willingly dived into my waiting pussy.  Watching her get my guys off made me very horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that since it was my pleasure, I could live out a little fantasy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWabcujoI/AAAAAAAAByM/3l-G6xqz6S0/s1600-h/2047edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAWabcujoI/AAAAAAAAByM/3l-G6xqz6S0/s200/2047edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399840596517883522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each of my guys took a breast while I was on all fours above them, and they proceeded to suck me dry while from behind my whore friend fucked me with my glass dildo.  It was FABULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made me cum several times.  After everyone went home, Big E and I had some very rowdy sex!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again to my whore friend's Master for loaning her out to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, she had one more assignment to complete before getting her collar back.  She has completed all of them and now has it back.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4712300849769930363?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4712300849769930363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4712300849769930363&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4712300849769930363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4712300849769930363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/11/helping-whore.html' title='Helping the Whore'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SvAVGYKGEYI/AAAAAAAABxk/n3vSADvDfrA/s72-c/2038edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2496313541474965371</id><published>2009-10-29T06:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:57:16.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The After Math</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMGU4xHI/AAAAAAAABwM/ywZ4KMvIxuQ/s1600-h/DSCN2019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMGU4xHI/AAAAAAAABwM/ywZ4KMvIxuQ/s200/DSCN2019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397966782515954802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;After I have been with someone else, or especially after someone else has feed from my breasts, this is what I get!!  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupswzpqI/AAAAAAAABxM/YXF2OT1vETk/s1600-h/DSCN2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupswzpqI/AAAAAAAABxM/YXF2OT1vETk/s200/DSCN2034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397967291049813666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;When I'm really lucky I get this!  Actually the pictures are all out of order because it's 6am and my computer and myself are completely not awake yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupzL6-OI/AAAAAAAABxU/AtTeljMH0x0/s1600-h/DSCN2030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupzL6-OI/AAAAAAAABxU/AtTeljMH0x0/s200/DSCN2030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397967292774152418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The other day after the little sub whore serviced me and drained my breasts, I came home and the Big E and I were both completely fired up. It is such a huge turn on to have someone suckle from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupVdbo3I/AAAAAAAABxE/A22-icvi8GU/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupVdbo3I/AAAAAAAABxE/A22-icvi8GU/s200/DSCN2031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397967284794532722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Big E has his own fantasies as well, which include tying me up and force milking me. I don't know how it's forcing since I want and enjoy it so much.  But anytime we go near my breasts in a playful way we end up with rowdy sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulzIW2kZcI/AAAAAAAABxc/2wWMppEpk5E/s1600-h/DSCN2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulzIW2kZcI/AAAAAAAABxc/2wWMppEpk5E/s200/DSCN2033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397972215790855618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;This day I asked for the flogger.  Nothing major, just some light fun.  He got such a kick out of making my ass a little red!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupHEtgHI/AAAAAAAABw0/3ceEwHsOdl8/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SulupHEtgHI/AAAAAAAABw0/3ceEwHsOdl8/s200/DSCN2025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397967280932749426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Big E has a fantastic cock and I love how it feels inside of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluM39SErI/AAAAAAAABws/EM31-yGAXy0/s1600-h/DSCN2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluM39SErI/AAAAAAAABws/EM31-yGAXy0/s200/DSCN2029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397966795838722738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;He is obsessed with getting that big hand of his inside my pussy.  He absolutely LOVES fisting me, and I usually have to keep him from doing it too much.  Don't want to get all stretched out ya know!!!  :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMidzkkI/AAAAAAAABwk/rohFQfrtiog/s1600-h/DSCN2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMidzkkI/AAAAAAAABwk/rohFQfrtiog/s200/DSCN2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397966790069555778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;One of our favorite positions is with me on top.  Then he can squeeze my breasts and squirt milk all over his face and chest.  It is one helluva turn on to see my milk on him.  This whole lactating event is soooooo much a turn on for me (and him).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMf456lI/AAAAAAAABwc/sE02MB7D_vc/s1600-h/DSCN2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMf456lI/AAAAAAAABwc/sE02MB7D_vc/s200/DSCN2022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397966789377911378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Although we do have rowdy sex and abuse my breasts and squirt milk everywhere, he also loves to drink it.  He says he loves the taste.  I've tasted it, and I think it tastes like someone put sugar in whole milk.  That's the best comparison I can come up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Needless to say, we have a lot of fun.  Especially after being with other people.  I've got some more fun things to blog about, just need to find the time to do so.  We had the sub whore over for a "facial".  A requirement for her to get her collar back from her Master.  So my Big E and The Usual Suspect obliged and gave her a proper facial.  Those pics to cum soon.  Incidentally, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://www.frommyfetishside.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Usual Suspect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; has started his own blog, click on his name or click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://www.frommyfetishside.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;to go visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2496313541474965371?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2496313541474965371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2496313541474965371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2496313541474965371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2496313541474965371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-math.html' title='The After Math'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuluMGU4xHI/AAAAAAAABwM/ywZ4KMvIxuQ/s72-c/DSCN2019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7059954378096645410</id><published>2009-10-27T06:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:06:37.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun with the Sub</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The other day I had the pleasure of my friend's sub again.  She met up with me and drained my breasts and then she was instructed to accept some paddling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPz1NbUTI/AAAAAAAABwE/zBgzYmpm85Y/s1600-h/DSCN2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPz1NbUTI/AAAAAAAABwE/zBgzYmpm85Y/s320/DSCN2013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229692813791538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Evidently she has done something disobedient to her Master and was required to accept 8 smacks with a paddle on each ass cheek.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzqw8FBI/AAAAAAAABv8/vXpJLDnTpNE/s1600-h/2016edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzqw8FBI/AAAAAAAABv8/vXpJLDnTpNE/s320/2016edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229690009949202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She was also required to pleasure me.  To take her wonderful mouth and lick my waiting pussy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzTKY3DI/AAAAAAAABv0/3YzLm_EgsLs/s1600-h/DSCN2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzTKY3DI/AAAAAAAABv0/3YzLm_EgsLs/s320/DSCN2018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229683674242098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And my pussy was really waiting!  And that little whore had a GREAT mouth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzIyoIzI/AAAAAAAABvs/hVYRdw1sP5g/s1600-h/DSCN2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPzIyoIzI/AAAAAAAABvs/hVYRdw1sP5g/s320/DSCN2015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229680890225458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I had to give her some extra attention on her ass.  8 just didn't seem enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPyz9whwI/AAAAAAAABvk/Q2tBDyBMxko/s1600-h/2017edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPyz9whwI/AAAAAAAABvk/Q2tBDyBMxko/s320/2017edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397229675299768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A special Thank You to her Master for allowing me to use his whore again.  It was great fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7059954378096645410?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7059954378096645410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7059954378096645410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7059954378096645410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7059954378096645410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-fun-with-sub.html' title='More Fun with the Sub'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SubPz1NbUTI/AAAAAAAABwE/zBgzYmpm85Y/s72-c/DSCN2013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1857195683831463601</id><published>2009-10-22T18:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:50:04.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Got Milk?  I do!!  We were finally successful with producing milk.  After multiple months and starting and stopping, I'm lacatating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDog56iXBI/AAAAAAAABvc/f30gEmu07p8/s1600-h/DSCN2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDog56iXBI/AAAAAAAABvc/f30gEmu07p8/s320/DSCN2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395568005589654546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There were many starts and stops and some unavoidable circumstances, however we prevailed and FINALLY just this past week I started lactating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDoghlK5NI/AAAAAAAABvU/5vT8uIUgac8/s1600-h/DSCN2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDoghlK5NI/AAAAAAAABvU/5vT8uIUgac8/s320/DSCN2005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395567999057585362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At first it was thin and very watery, but over the past few days my milk has gotten thicker and more flavorful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogqTDnkI/AAAAAAAABvM/mS8PjaCRd3w/s1600-h/DSCN2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogqTDnkI/AAAAAAAABvM/mS8PjaCRd3w/s320/DSCN2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395568001397530178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My recovery time with refilling is pretty fast, and it takes a solid 10 plus minutes to drain me.  Within about 30 minutes I'm full again.  Big E has thoroughly enjoyed sucking me dry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogQGjbxI/AAAAAAAABvE/VWsdVO84RKI/s1600-h/DSCN2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogQGjbxI/AAAAAAAABvE/VWsdVO84RKI/s320/DSCN2011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395567994365767442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I had an old friend help me yesterday with a mid afternoon feeding, and then today had my first experience with a woman feeding from me.  I absolutely LOVED it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogGFTsvI/AAAAAAAABu8/0JngyFslcR0/s1600-h/2000edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDogGFTsvI/AAAAAAAABu8/0JngyFslcR0/s320/2000edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395567991676187378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And so did she.  I must thank her Master for loaning her to me.  She did a great job of suckling me dry.  When I got home Big E and I had great sex thinking about her feeding from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1857195683831463601?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1857195683831463601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1857195683831463601&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1857195683831463601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1857195683831463601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk?'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SuDog56iXBI/AAAAAAAABvc/f30gEmu07p8/s72-c/DSCN2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1466389278149599498</id><published>2009-10-13T06:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:27:19.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sorry</title><content type='html'>Hello all - sorry for the long absence.  Life has been more hectic than usual. I will make it back sometime soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1466389278149599498?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1466389278149599498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1466389278149599498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1466389278149599498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1466389278149599498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-sorry.html' title='So Sorry'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7100934183594439344</id><published>2009-09-02T06:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:23:42.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Monday.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Up at 5:15am after hitting the snooze button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Head downstairs and let the dogs out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiet time on the computer with my coffee for about 45 min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go back upstairs and climb in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurse Big E for about 20 min or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have great morning sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get into the shower and get ready for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help make the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make sure both kids are up getting dressed for school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make lunches for both kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Organize back packs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yell upstairs for said kids to get moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make breakfast for kids, encourage them to eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make breakfast for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean up kitchen and table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Put dishes in the dishwasher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try not to run over Big E as I'm zipping around the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Load my work bags and head out with kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drop kids off at wife in laws and ex husband house (she puts them on bus). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drive 30 min to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk and text with the phone on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work until 2:30pm at my full time job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;See 3 home health patients at my part time job which entailed nearly 60 miles of driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Meet Big E at Macaroni Grill for dinner at 6:45pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat and relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nurse Big E in the parking lot for about 20 min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go to the 8:20pm showing of Ingourious  Basterds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stop for gas on my way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drive 30min + home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get home around midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feel guilty about dogs in kennels all day and fall asleep on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake up to Big E hollering about dog poop in the hallway (see above falling asleep on couch).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean up said dog poop in the hallway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climb in bed around 1am and proceed to passsssss out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think this might be why I am so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7100934183594439344?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7100934183594439344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7100934183594439344&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7100934183594439344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7100934183594439344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-in-my-life.html' title='A Day in My Life'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-9210513009190042610</id><published>2009-08-28T23:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:41:14.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gushing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big E and I had a lot of fun tonight after the kids went to sleep!! I have been looking for some assistance with nursing during the day, and was answering emails and E started nursing.  Which got him fired up and so we had to fuck.  Which got me fired up!  I sooo enjoy sex with him!  &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpiieLxWWGI/AAAAAAAABus/ciSAqYLO3dk/s1600-h/gushing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpiieLxWWGI/AAAAAAAABus/ciSAqYLO3dk/s320/gushing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375224794706237538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were on one of my living room chairs, and it has an ottoman, and the ottoman kept sliding so finally I just hooked my feet on his shoulders and neck as he pounded my pussy with his thick cock.  He came hard and deep inside me, making me all wet and slippery.  He pulled his cock out and started finger fucking me with 2 fingers.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That started all kinds of trouble.....he finger fucked me senseless and DRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpiinlRPBpI/AAAAAAAABu0/KhN_79_GtdM/s1600-h/supergush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpiinlRPBpI/AAAAAAAABu0/KhN_79_GtdM/s320/supergush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375224956169684626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I squirted and gushed and soaked the 4folded blanket my ass was on, soaked through to the ottoman, on either side of the ottoman, and even managed to get his chest as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big E says if you take the garden hose, turn it on, and then put your finger over the end, you know how it sprays all around where your finger is?  Evidently that's what I looked like tonight. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says it was the hottest thing he had EVER seen.............(insert extremely satisfied sigh here).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-9210513009190042610?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/9210513009190042610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=9210513009190042610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/9210513009190042610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/9210513009190042610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/gushing.html' title='Gushing'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpiieLxWWGI/AAAAAAAABus/ciSAqYLO3dk/s72-c/gushing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6814442510152091719</id><published>2009-08-23T21:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:39:09.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpHvMbmBErI/AAAAAAAABuk/WRaHtWZqNDA/s1600-h/DSCN1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpHvMbmBErI/AAAAAAAABuk/WRaHtWZqNDA/s320/DSCN1896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373338827274392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This weekend has been nuts as usual!  I got a new kitten on Sat, my son played in his first football game on Sat and my daughter cheered for her first game on Sat.  Me and Big E went to church, ran errands, and had dinner with friends tonight.  It's been non stop running since Friday afternoon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hope your weekend was great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6814442510152091719?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6814442510152091719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6814442510152091719&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6814442510152091719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6814442510152091719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-weekend.html' title='Crazy Weekend'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SpHvMbmBErI/AAAAAAAABuk/WRaHtWZqNDA/s72-c/DSCN1896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5295115044918795412</id><published>2009-08-18T09:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:00:34.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today is my last vacation day.  I have enjoyed my time with family and really enjoyed the great weather in Michigan! I get to see my brother and his family once a year, and this was it.  My parents were also here, they live in Texas, although I will see them again in October when they come to visit me in Maryland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxEIcVqHI/AAAAAAAABuE/o_ikEMLoDb8/s1600-h/DSCN1737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxEIcVqHI/AAAAAAAABuE/o_ikEMLoDb8/s200/DSCN1737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300190136674418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We have swam in the pond for hours, or at least the kids have, I couldn't because of my tattoos.  I went in once for a little while and got to slide down the POD slide, it was great!  The kids had a blast, there was also a launch pad and my brother launched my boy several times - he got some serious air under him!! I can't even tell you how many hours the kids swam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxCIQOAaI/AAAAAAAABts/nSTmt_DTOHs/s1600-h/DSCN1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxCIQOAaI/AAAAAAAABts/nSTmt_DTOHs/s200/DSCN1643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300155726102946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We went to the Toledo Zoo, we aren't far from Ohio.  The kids enjoyed doing something special and spending time together and seeing the animals. The kids got nice and tired while we were walking around, which is always a bonus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxDkySSKI/AAAAAAAABt8/fGczBN81hgg/s1600-h/DSCN1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxDkySSKI/AAAAAAAABt8/fGczBN81hgg/s200/DSCN1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300180565051554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My daughter was a dog for a few minutes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxCtqR9MI/AAAAAAAABt0/R1cot2Zfuxk/s1600-h/DSCN1707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxCtqR9MI/AAAAAAAABt0/R1cot2Zfuxk/s200/DSCN1707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300165767525570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My son was a giraffe......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxEz8ZfkI/AAAAAAAABuM/VKEgMBb6TQY/s1600-h/DSCN1624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxEz8ZfkI/AAAAAAAABuM/VKEgMBb6TQY/s200/DSCN1624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300201813868098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxY27ttgI/AAAAAAAABuc/XV1s6a73rkQ/s1600-h/DSCN1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxY27ttgI/AAAAAAAABuc/XV1s6a73rkQ/s200/DSCN1633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300546213688834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The kids also got to ride four wheelers, or quads as they call them here.  My brother has a kid one and an adult one.  I rode a couple times down to the pond, but mostly the kids enjoyed playing on it.  Both my girl and my boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxYQrGKjI/AAAAAAAABuU/Z_7gEmsiEAk/s1600-h/DSCN1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxYQrGKjI/AAAAAAAABuU/Z_7gEmsiEAk/s200/DSCN1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371300535943440946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got to spend time on my computer, blogging, playing with pictures, updating profiles and chatting on facebook.  I read a couple of books, and started crocheting a blanket. Did some shopping with my sister in law, and relaxing by the pond, and overall had a great vacation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last but not least a final farewell from my brother!!  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5295115044918795412?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5295115044918795412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5295115044918795412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5295115044918795412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5295115044918795412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SoqxEIcVqHI/AAAAAAAABuE/o_ikEMLoDb8/s72-c/DSCN1737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-799269736492139826</id><published>2009-08-16T22:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T22:06:48.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been on vacation now for almost a week.  I find that I really miss Big E.  I miss his touch, and his smile, the way his goatee tickles when he kisses me.  I miss his arms around me and the way he feels inside of me when we make love.  I desperately miss nursing and feeling him at my breast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-799269736492139826?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/799269736492139826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=799269736492139826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/799269736492139826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/799269736492139826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8310939430404571195</id><published>2009-08-15T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:58:51.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult Camping - Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-d6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-d6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919809506774&amp;amp;site=widget-d6.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809506774&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p1/3386706919809506774/ms_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809506774&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/p2/3386706919809506774/ms_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809506774&amp;amp;map=E" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d6.slide.com/m/3386706919809506774/ms_t059_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot Lips and Medicine Man needed to head out on Saturday morning, so after breakfast they took off. We went to a local farm market in the afternoon, and then hung out at the camper for awhile.  Left to our own devices we decided to try out a segway tour of a local town.  I called Big E and he came out to join us.  Only one of the 6 of us had ever been on one and that was Mr. Braco.  I was scared to death personally.  But we all made it fine and had a great time despite the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday night when we got home we were all tired, so there was no play time, but stayed tuned for Sun morning fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8310939430404571195?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8310939430404571195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8310939430404571195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8310939430404571195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8310939430404571195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/adult-camping-saturday.html' title='Adult Camping - Saturday'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1954368372145860117</id><published>2009-08-14T22:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:08:46.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Friday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-a9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" width="426" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-a9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919809411241&amp;amp;site=widget-a9.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809411241&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a9.slide.com/p1/3386706919809411241/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809411241&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a9.slide.com/p2/3386706919809411241/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919809411241&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a9.slide.com/p4/3386706919809411241/ms_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are the rest of Friday's photos.  I'm really enjoying this great new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toy at slide.com.  It's fun to make the shows and evidently I can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with all different kinds of  accessories and stuff.  I did notice that it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not supposed to allow sexual content.  Hopefully no one will flag my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slideshows and I can keep them up.  We shall see how long it lasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'm looking forward to exploring and playing with it.  Please give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; me some feedback and let me know if you like this format,for the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most part it has been easier than  uploading pics one by one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So if it lasts then we will enjoy the shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Of course I have more pictures to come!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;However I have given you 2 slide shows in one day, you will have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wait until tomorrow for another one.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1954368372145860117?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1954368372145860117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1954368372145860117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1954368372145860117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1954368372145860117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-friday-fun.html' title='More Friday Fun'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3018611383818362137</id><published>2009-08-14T15:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T15:26:54.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Adult Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-c6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 426px; height: 320px;" width="426" height="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-c6.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731733539270&amp;amp;site=widget-c6.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731733539270&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p1/3242591731733539270/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731733539270&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p2/3242591731733539270/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731733539270&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c6.slide.com/p4/3242591731733539270/ms_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought this would be a fun way to share our adult camping experience with you!  Thank you so much staywiththewinter for leaving your comment and helping me out!!  I enjoyed making the slide show and will have several more to share with you from the weekend.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I searched the blog, I find that I wasn't blogging much the first adult camping trip back in 2007 I find that I either didn't blog about it, or else I did and cant figure out which post it is.  Mr. Braco and The Primitive Earth Woman were a part of that first adult camping trip.  I think that is when Prim fell in love with the flogger actually.  However, I did blog about our camping trip in 2008, the 2nd annual trip.  To read about that Friday night click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2008/10/recount-of-friday-night-adult-camping.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  I will be glad to refer you back again as I continue to post from the recent season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will make you all into campers yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3018611383818362137?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3018611383818362137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3018611383818362137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3018611383818362137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3018611383818362137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/friday-night-adult-camping.html' title='Friday Night Adult Camping'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2193108225810900655</id><published>2009-08-13T18:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:58:23.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does anyone know how to make a slide show of pictures and then place it in a blog post? I have a TON of adult camping pics and don't want to leave any out, and wanted to do some sort of slide show.  However, blogger will let me create a show from Flickr or Photobucket only, and I don't want mine and my friends naked hieny's all over there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2193108225810900655?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2193108225810900655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2193108225810900655&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2193108225810900655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2193108225810900655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/posting-help.html' title='Posting Help'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8504571643373164444</id><published>2009-08-11T05:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:32:07.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Playtime at my house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I enjoy a LOT of playtime at my house - especially with the one special guy.  He and I spend most of our time together, with an open relationship and ability to see other people.  His name for all intents and purposes on the blog is Big E. There are several different reasons why he could be called that, only one of which is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBgGvkU-I/AAAAAAAABtA/Ob77nreWcWw/s1600-h/DSCN1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBgGvkU-I/AAAAAAAABtA/Ob77nreWcWw/s200/DSCN1299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366040607089513442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBf8Pp3YI/AAAAAAAABs4/z4kJ3tDnt4Y/s1600-h/DSCN1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBf8Pp3YI/AAAAAAAABs4/z4kJ3tDnt4Y/s200/DSCN1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366040604271304066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thoroughly enjoy my time with him.  He is also the man who is very willingly is helping me work towards producing milk and beginning lactation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBf23ZaBI/AAAAAAAABsw/zR5IxlA4h7w/s1600-h/DSCN1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBf23ZaBI/AAAAAAAABsw/zR5IxlA4h7w/s200/DSCN1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366040602827384850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been trying desperately to share this post with you and share some of our play time and I'm glad I was finally able too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBfj9m_bI/AAAAAAAABso/7zRD9emDkUg/s1600-h/DSCN1291edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBfj9m_bI/AAAAAAAABso/7zRD9emDkUg/s200/DSCN1291edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366040597753167282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Especially since I have wonderful WONDERFUL third annual adult camping trip pics and info to share with you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBfZi5JII/AAAAAAAABsg/52bmzasfDbc/s1600-h/DSCN1290edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBfZi5JII/AAAAAAAABsg/52bmzasfDbc/s200/DSCN1290edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366040594956756098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on vacation with my kids, and unfortunately my power cord is messed up and I'm waiting for the arrival of a new one.  Hopefully soon so that I can continue to work on my pictures and sharing our adult camping trip fun with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8504571643373164444?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8504571643373164444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8504571643373164444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8504571643373164444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8504571643373164444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/playtime-at-my-house.html' title='Playtime at my house'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SngBgGvkU-I/AAAAAAAABtA/Ob77nreWcWw/s72-c/DSCN1299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5173743311719569029</id><published>2009-08-05T22:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:38:25.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tattoos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Sno-ztyOgNI/AAAAAAAABtI/3fZ7fOt5Mek/s1600-h/Tatold.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Sno-ztyOgNI/AAAAAAAABtI/3fZ7fOt5Mek/s320/Tatold.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366670964149878994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out with the old - in with the new!! This is my "old" tattoo.  Actually it's only about 2 1/2 years old.  However it was a symbol of the direction my life was taking being with a dominant male.  In fact his name is "hidden" in the ribbon.  Can you see it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnugpLP1Y2I/AAAAAAAABtY/UodZ99WQCTQ/s1600-h/DSCN1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnugpLP1Y2I/AAAAAAAABtY/UodZ99WQCTQ/s320/DSCN1428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367060010196362082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the new tattoo!  I got it on Tues afternoon and I love it.  I went to the same place that I originally got the tattoo.  She added some ribbon, some really great color and depth, and check out that bee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think it looks fantastic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnuhamcRbbI/AAAAAAAABtg/oIVAirMYx4Y/s1600-h/DSCN1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnuhamcRbbI/AAAAAAAABtg/oIVAirMYx4Y/s320/DSCN1430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367060859309878706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because it wasn't enough, I had to get another tattoo this afternoon!  This one is around my belly button.  I think it looks good too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5173743311719569029?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5173743311719569029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5173743311719569029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5173743311719569029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5173743311719569029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-tattoos.html' title='New Tattoos!!!'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/Sno-ztyOgNI/AAAAAAAABtI/3fZ7fOt5Mek/s72-c/Tatold.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4860294155513916456</id><published>2009-08-05T06:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:23:04.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been so tired!  And busy with life!  I have this great post that I have been working on for about a week.  I can't manage to get it done because the pictures have to be "just so" and the words need to match whats going on in the pictures.  Then I'm too tired and don't feel like blogging, etc. etc. etc . I swear I will get it done!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4860294155513916456?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4860294155513916456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4860294155513916456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4860294155513916456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4860294155513916456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/08/grrrrrr.html' title='GRRRRRR'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6188548933951761576</id><published>2009-07-30T21:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:09:41.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must admit to a new obsession. I was with an "old" friend and we were exploring and discussing our more kinky fantasies. He revealed some very private and nerve racking (to him) information. Which made me feel comfortable sharing my most private thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That led us to talking about lactation. I used to read these erotic stories about forced lactation and they would get me so excited. So when we were fessing up our darkest deepest desires I revealed mine and my desire to feed others with my breasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I looked it up on Wikipedia - click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erotic_lactation"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to see what they say. Fortunately for me I have a special guy(s) who is willing and very much wanting to explore this with me. Initially my nipples got soooo sore and I had to use lanolin on them several times a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnJK7dfiHgI/AAAAAAAABrw/P4ng_Af0nwA/s1600-h/DSCN1208edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364432491541306882" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnJK7dfiHgI/AAAAAAAABrw/P4ng_Af0nwA/s320/DSCN1208edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One wonderful side effect is that my breasts are now larger and more full - I LOVE that! It feels so good to feel them swell.  And since my friend is usually over later at night they really get full in the evenings in anticipation of feeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like calling it "nursing", because that gives me a tingle in my pussy.  He calls is feeding and/or nursing.  I wish we lived closer so that he could feed more, or that I had more friends willing to feed because that would accelerate the speed at which my milk comes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are doing everything possible to make me lactate.  I take a supplement, drink mother's milk tea, pump, and stimulate my breasts, I really want this to work.  It's such an exciting and titillating thing for me, I'm very nearly obsessed with it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnLcNc63CWI/AAAAAAAABsY/uOpxyTrw7xI/s1600-h/DSCN1229edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364588270529270738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnLYm_cf09I/AAAAAAAABsI/4SA4PGLcwQY/s320/DSCN1223edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(clickety click)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have joined a few yahoo groups, and have been on the lookout for blogs, although I haven't found any really specializing in this yet.  Some call it FORCED LACTATION, ADULT BREAST FEEDING, or ADULT NURSING RELATIONSHIP.   I like to call it adult nursing relationship or ANR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is - am I a freak?  I can't be if they have a name for it!  I was a little nervous about posting about it, but since it's so important to me I really wanted to share.  I've also been exploring some other new avenues that I will share with you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6188548933951761576?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6188548933951761576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6188548933951761576&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6188548933951761576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6188548933951761576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-passion.html' title='My New Passion'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SnJK7dfiHgI/AAAAAAAABrw/P4ng_Af0nwA/s72-c/DSCN1208edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3220635357434484231</id><published>2009-07-25T06:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T06:41:13.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a hectic week!  This week has been nuts, therefore the opportunities to write have been scarce.  My kids joined fall sports, my son Football, my daughter Cheerleading, and it's been crazy with them practicing 3x a week.  My part time job is absolutely slammed and my full time job is keeping me busy as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday I took the day off to watch my daughters camp recital, I slept in, had some morning fun!, watched her show, took kids to see Transformers with a friend, ate dinner out at TGI Fridays, came home, did 4 loads of laundry, re organized the kitchen pantry, cleaned up the landing and hallway, and straightened up a little.  Then passed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today we are shopping for babies!  We are heading to VA to look at a litter of cockers and a litter of brittanys.  We shall see what my current dog Oaklie picks for herself, and what the kids think.  But first we have football practice at 7:30, and while my son is there, yard sales for my daughter and I!  Woot woot!  Then my son has a bowling birthday party to attend tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheesh, and it's only Saturday and the START of my weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have started on some new endeavors I would like to share, more to come soon - with photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3220635357434484231?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3220635357434484231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3220635357434484231&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3220635357434484231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3220635357434484231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8393159995181500535</id><published>2009-07-19T09:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:13:40.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened - Short Version</title><content type='html'>So obviously there is no more Tom.  After about 6 months of living together I had already started to realize that things weren't working out.  So on the blog back around Nov 08 there really wasn't much to report, since there wasn't much going on!  We had a brief period where things went well, then it fell apart again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 6 months to move out.  Not for any decision making purposes, rather because I put a contract on a house and it never came through! I made the decision to tell him in late January, and it seemed to perk things up for a little while.  However as it took longer and longer to hear something back about the house, we both got more frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May I gave up the contract on my "perfect" house, after nearly 90 days of waiting.  Went house hunting with my realtor and found 4 more perfect homes!  Picked the one that was best for a single mom of 2 kids and put a contract in.  3 weeks later I moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things continued to fluctuate with Tom and I.  Through the packing, and the moving and everything else in between, it just continued to get worse.  I thought moving out would make it better, however that was not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, out on my own!  My very first house, first one purchased, first one I've lived in alone!  I'm back at my old job, left where I had been the past year for the job I had BEFORE I moved.  Very pleased about that!!!  So happy to be back there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy thus far. I've been having a lot of fun with several different people.  Sometimes more fun than others.  I've been playing on the dating sites, and the swinger sites, and enjoying both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all for now!  Just wanted to let you know how I ended up here.  More changes to come with the layout of the blog. A work in progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8393159995181500535?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8393159995181500535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8393159995181500535&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8393159995181500535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8393159995181500535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened-short-version.html' title='What Happened - Short Version'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6838733661326373289</id><published>2009-07-18T08:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:43:50.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey I'm Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Hi - I'm coming home!  I've finally settled into my new home, and have begun to experience some really great things I am anxious to share.  I need to find a new template, get rid of most of the advertising/shopping, and change my blog name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;But I'm coming home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6838733661326373289?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6838733661326373289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6838733661326373289&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6838733661326373289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6838733661326373289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/07/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey I&apos;m Home'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1380025902775986151</id><published>2009-04-15T23:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:43:37.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Thinking about coming back.  Life is changing and I may possibly have more opportunities to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1380025902775986151?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1380025902775986151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1380025902775986151&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1380025902775986151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1380025902775986151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2009/04/thinking.html' title='Thinking'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4006235841051696901</id><published>2008-11-16T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:19:37.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Thanks everyone for the great comments and well wishes.  I appreciate the suggestions to move to another host, but for right now stopping altogether is the best choice for me.  Thanks again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4006235841051696901?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4006235841051696901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4006235841051696901&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4006235841051696901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4006235841051696901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7328015385661029891</id><published>2008-11-11T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:32:31.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And I mean done.  Like really done.  I'm done with dealing with Blogger and the bullshit robot spam locked blog crap.  Which has been going on for months now.  And the word verification every time I need to post, change a post, think about a post, or whatever.  So I'm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm not deleting the blog.  I will leave it as is.  But things have gotten so complicated with it that I just plain give up.  Now it's the pictures, I can't upload pictures anymore.  To hell with it.  When NOT blogging becomes more enjoyable THEN blogging, then to me that's a sign that I need to be done with it.  So I will leave it up as is, and should I ever decide to come back one day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;But more than just the issues with Blogger itself, is the time.  Time is money, and this blog doesn't pay me anything.  I have a mommy blog that does pay me, that I still don't take the time to post on.  So don't take it personally.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This blog originated with my desire to talk to Tom, before we could be together every day.  Then it evolved into something about our desires as a Master and Submissive, and then evolved again into our swinging lifestyle reports, all mixed in with the regular old world itself.  Before Tom I had no idea what a blog was.  It is so great to me to look back, waaaaay back in the archives to see how everything started and what I was thinking and/or doing!  I have enjoyed the attention it has gotten me through my readers, and the fun friends it has incited as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I appreciate the help the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" href="www.osbasso.blogspot.com"&gt;Os &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;has dedicated to trying to get me through this most recent set of issues with Blogger.  Whenever I have needed help my blog and my in person friends have been there to help.  Thanks for being there......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Good luck to everyone - your fun comments and Half Nekkid Thursdays will be missed, as well as the camaraderie that comes from doing this type of activity.  You never know, you might see me again sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7328015385661029891?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7328015385661029891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7328015385661029891&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7328015385661029891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7328015385661029891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-done.html' title='I&apos;m Done'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8047907189259333872</id><published>2008-11-02T20:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:12:47.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;So for the past couple of weeks I have been unable to load pictures onto blogger.  Not since the 19th of Oct, and that was just from YouTube.  The time before was from Oct 12th.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Now every time I try to load up pictures, it tells me that the connection was lost, and no matter how many times I try it does not let me load any pictures.  So what the hell do I do now?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I have lots of good things to share from this weekend, however it's just not the same without pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8047907189259333872?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8047907189259333872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8047907189259333872&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8047907189259333872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8047907189259333872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/11/wtf.html' title='WTF?'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-525662317342469273</id><published>2008-10-29T05:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T06:06:26.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I am so tired lately.  No rhyme or reason to it, I'm just flat out tired.  I'm tired of being tired. I want my energy back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;This past weekend was our last camping trip of the season.  It was a doozy.  Filled with cold, winds, rain, and just pure nastiness!  YUCK!  Visuallize 3 kids, 3 dogs, and 2 adults crammed into a camper while it pours rain outside for nearly 12 hours.  It was hateful, but we survived it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The kids had fun despite the rain.  They went trick or treating on Sat in raincoats and jeans, forget the costumes.  Sunday we packed up wet - which is never fun.  I still have chairs drying in my garage.  And all the great decorations I bought last year for decorating the camper, were opened and put out, for about 3 hours, then put back to keep them from getting wet. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Last week I tried something new.  I went to a hip hop class at a local dance studio.  I'm going to try again this week - it's on Thurs night - a no kids night each week for me. My hips hurt for about 24 hours afterwards, and my arms were sore, but I broke and sweat and had fun even though I was very self conscious. Coordination is not my strong point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Friday night (Halloween) Tom and I are going out vanilla with my buddy Sweetie and some other friends.  There is a local band that plays phenomenal 80s tunes that Sweetie just adores, so we're meeting up with her and going out.  I supposed to dress up at work Friday day, dress up for going out Friday night, and then Saturday night we are heading to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.thecottageinpa.com/documents/23.html"&gt;The Cottage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; for the first time in light years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;They are having a Hallow-swing party on Sat night, so the crew is gathering up and heading in for a night of fun.  By crew I mean Slick and Red, Hot Lips and Medicine Man.  My only regret is of course I cannot use my camera at The Cottage.  However, I'm hoping to get some pics after dinner at the hotel when we're all ready, or maybe just before we go in.  Not sure, just hoping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well I hope you all are having an energized and productive week.  I'm desperately trying to get it together myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-525662317342469273?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/525662317342469273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=525662317342469273&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/525662317342469273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/525662317342469273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6892154814677019383</id><published>2008-10-23T06:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T06:16:37.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Blows HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I'm still requesting "unlock review" every week without success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I have tried to get rid of word verification I have to enter every time without success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I tried to load pictures for my very rule following HNT this week without success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;In desperation I turned to IE to load pics without success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I have posted this weeks HNT without success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I should've stayed at a Holiday Inn Express last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6892154814677019383?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6892154814677019383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6892154814677019383&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6892154814677019383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6892154814677019383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogger-blows-hnt.html' title='Blogger Blows HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2186645663575727316</id><published>2008-10-19T12:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:43:38.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Fun with Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/od3cNTl40VI" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/od3cNTl40VI" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We went to visit our friends Blondie and Her Stud last night.  One of those after hours, hang out and BS kind of things. No sex - I know your stunned - but it's okay to hang out with other people who are swingers and NOT have sex.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So we were sitting around shootin the breeze and some how or another we started talking about the 80s.  Some of you young puppies have no memory or idea of the 80s.  I however some very fond and some very not so fond memories of the 80s.  So Her Stud and I were discussing ABBA.  Which set both Blondie and Tom into massive amounts of eye rolling.  That just fueled our fire and our discussion.  I don't think I've laughed so much in such a long time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Her Stud started talking about Monchhichi's and doing the whole sticking his thumb in his mouth and ear thing.  It was freakin hysterical.  I nearly peed myself!!  So I had to include the youtube video of the monchhichi's.  Back in my childhood I had a girl and a boy monchhichi, and thought they were so cool.  Little did I know!  I hope your weekend was as fun as ours - we certainly enjoyed our time with Blondie and Her Stud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2186645663575727316?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2186645663575727316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2186645663575727316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2186645663575727316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2186645663575727316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/always-fun-with-friends.html' title='Always Fun with Friends'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3243105944076649507</id><published>2008-10-12T09:04:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:14:59.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult Camping Recap (finally!) Sat Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's been a horribly long time since I've been online.  Dontcha hate it when life interrupts?  I tried blogging this past weekend and kept losing my signal - we had a 3+ hour drive one way to a wedding on Sat.  I didn't feel like it on the way there, so tried on the way home, and would load pics and then lose them when my signal died.  So I got pissed off and quit.  And last week, things just didn't happen.  So I promised myself tonight was the night, then I am going to get off my ass and send all the participants their copies!  I'm such a slacker I haven't even done that yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;There are TONS of pics from Sat.  And they are in a jumbled mess, so I give no creedence to when or what happened first.  But since everyone wanted to be a photographer Sat night I'll just go down the line and tell you who and what is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8AYE1DZI/AAAAAAAABN8/RX1tGy_rnFo/s1600-h/276edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8AYE1DZI/AAAAAAAABN8/RX1tGy_rnFo/s200/276edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259323510984082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Slick and Hot Lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXH_vbsFI/AAAAAAAABOs/u3s4WpYWpDU/s1600-h/P1000275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXH_vbsFI/AAAAAAAABOs/u3s4WpYWpDU/s200/P1000275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570616208404562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We had such a blast with play time Sat night.  There were bodies moving and writhing about all over the place.  We even got out some of the toys on Sat.  Case in point would be Red - she's got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZP7vwn5I/AAAAAAAABO8/rC0paFIwN-A/s1600-h/P1000284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZP7vwn5I/AAAAAAAABO8/rC0paFIwN-A/s200/P1000284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572951598243730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; my favorite glass toy buried deep inside her pussy - courtesy of Tom of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toy man himself.  But we weren't the only ones who brought toys, Slick and Red brought some of theirs as well.  Above you will see Hot Lips and Slick, Slick has a dildo inside HL while she does a little diddling. Take note of her hand which is conviently located on my breast, that's me next to her. I borrowed a toy too, a nice thick vibrating jelly dildo with one of those things that goes up to vibrate the clit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8AWYlyvI/AAAAAAAABN0/5LWJT1JxB7M/s1600-h/274edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8AWYlyvI/AAAAAAAABN0/5LWJT1JxB7M/s200/274edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259323056999154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;At some point evidently the girls decided that I needed some extra attention, because for a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXHQmMWRI/AAAAAAAABOU/aYL87fEtxuA/s1600-h/295edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXHQmMWRI/AAAAAAAABOU/aYL87fEtxuA/s200/295edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570603553184018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the focus was on me.  Doesn't take us long though, as we like to share and give and take, cause then we would switch and focus on someone else!  Talk about focus and attention - all three of us girls were attacking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQC7q1gI/AAAAAAAABPE/OcZtV9aj0Is/s1600-h/P1000285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQC7q1gI/AAAAAAAABPE/OcZtV9aj0Is/s200/P1000285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572953527244290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Medicine Man at this point.  You can't see his face, but I'm pretty sure he was hating EVERY minute of it.  Wouldn't you?!?   That is Red up at the top, and myself along side, with Hot Lips and her hot lips wrapped around her man's hot cock!! And then later, cause I'm sure that wasn't enough, I sucked his cock too.......in the back ground is a nice shot of Red's sexy body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Speaking of sexy - that side of the camper seemed to get alot of attention on Sat night.  We were all at some point and together on that fold down couch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We'll focus a bit on Medicine Man and Myself, and then Tom and Red.  Like I said, everyone was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQdRUMsI/AAAAAAAABPM/p7GYsxhtEtA/s1600-h/P1000290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQdRUMsI/AAAAAAAABPM/p7GYsxhtEtA/s200/P1000290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572960597357250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;a photographer on Sat, so I'm actually IN a few pictures, mostly when Medicine Man and I were having our fun.  He and I hadn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPUgqnYzHuI/AAAAAAAABPo/5MyVF9iAO50/s1600-h/P1000293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPUgqnYzHuI/AAAAAAAABPo/5MyVF9iAO50/s200/P1000293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257144056524512994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;had a chance to play on Fri, so we took advantage on Sat.  I forgot to tell you, in going over the pics from Sat, I found some from Fri that didn't make it into the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really good ones too, so I felt bad, they included several of Stealth and Smiley. Sorry guys!!  I also figured out how to use the self timer on Sat too, and had a great time with the shot of us on the left.  Do you know how hard it is to run back and forth between a camera and a cock?  Sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tom had a great time - it seems like he got around a lot on Sat, because he was with Red, as well as with Hot Lips.  Wait till you see the pic of him and Hot Lips - good gosh their gymnastics!  But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQuGNnVI/AAAAAAAABPU/V9Q49SKIpI4/s1600-h/P1000292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMZQuGNnVI/AAAAAAAABPU/V9Q49SKIpI4/s200/P1000292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256572965114191186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;for now - I like seeing him pound away at her.  That's them next to us up at the side.  I'm on the left with Medicine Man, and then Tom is beside us with Red on top of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;For whatever reason, I find these pictures of Tom and Red - very hot.  Some people wonder I think why it's such a turn on to watch your significant other with someone else.  I can't explain why, I can only say that it gives me great joy to see him pleasing another woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8A25EvkI/AAAAAAAABOE/KTPgxYPm8PY/s1600-h/289edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8A25EvkI/AAAAAAAABOE/KTPgxYPm8PY/s200/289edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259331783179842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8BddsM3I/AAAAAAAABOM/IqxXKBIgYBQ/s1600-h/291edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8BddsM3I/AAAAAAAABOM/IqxXKBIgYBQ/s200/291edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256259342137308018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXHo_y2aI/AAAAAAAABOc/h-1hLkk3ypE/s1600-h/P1000206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXHo_y2aI/AAAAAAAABOc/h-1hLkk3ypE/s200/P1000206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570610103015842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And pleasure them he DOES!!  Check out this phenomenal pic of Tom and Hot Lips!  Good lord!  I don't think I could do that on my best day.  There is a definite advantage to being petite.  That would be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look around, you can see the trail we left of clothes all over (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXH5cVnfI/AAAAAAAABOk/Ipl03oUyU_k/s1600-h/P1000216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPMXH5cVnfI/AAAAAAAABOk/Ipl03oUyU_k/s200/P1000216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256570614517702130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I love this picture - it's Hot Lips and Medicine Man relaxing together after some fun with us.  Another example of how being with someone else can bring you closer to your own significant other.  I always find that after we've been with another or other couples, we are anxious to be with each other, and that our "after" playtime sex is phenomenal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Here we all are in our glory - Slick, Me, Red, Hot Lips and Medicine Man.  Tom took this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH59zaRSTI/AAAAAAAABNE/GMNMFhcf6gY/s1600-h/217edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH59zaRSTI/AAAAAAAABNE/GMNMFhcf6gY/s200/217edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256257080285808946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Then we decided to utilize the self timer again - and add Tom into the picture!  Slick, Hot Lips, Me, Tom, Red, and Medicine Man!  So from our adult camp trip - the final chapter - we bid you adieu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH5-yrw8yI/AAAAAAAABNk/EDu4eFbFdsY/s400-h/272edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH5-D1HC7I/AAAAAAAABNM/67x7uC9J6Pw/s200/269edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256257084693351346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH5-yrw8yI/AAAAAAAABNk/EDu4eFbFdsY/s400-h/272edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH5-WOhMRI/AAAAAAAABNU/SrpDhrDiWXU/s200/270edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256257089631760658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH5-yrw8yI/AAAAAAAABNk/EDu4eFbFdsY/s1600-h/272edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3243105944076649507?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3243105944076649507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3243105944076649507&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3243105944076649507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3243105944076649507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/adult-camping-recap-finally-sat-night.html' title='Adult Camping Recap (finally!) Sat Night'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SPH8AYE1DZI/AAAAAAAABN8/RX1tGy_rnFo/s72-c/276edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8763720453735867450</id><published>2008-10-05T08:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:53:04.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recount of Saturday Daytime - Just Regular Folks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;In support of the fact that we are just "normal folks", I wanted to share some of the "normal" things we did on Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We hung out under blankets and played on the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6ngUAmaI/AAAAAAAABL8/npTROhGGVM4/s1600-h/229edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6ngUAmaI/AAAAAAAABL8/npTROhGGVM4/s200/229edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253654153179208098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We camped next to some folks called "The Borings".&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5R2mODQI/AAAAAAAABLM/QhYoOgKqlvY/s1600-h/P1000228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5R2mODQI/AAAAAAAABLM/QhYoOgKqlvY/s200/P1000228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652681692417282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took showers (or baths) and got squeaky clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SOC0GbI/AAAAAAAABLU/eNoHczZ3VyI/s1600-h/P1000226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SOC0GbI/AAAAAAAABLU/eNoHczZ3VyI/s200/P1000226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652687986366898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate - "see"- we ARE humans - we just have really great sex drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SXez4fI/AAAAAAAABLc/EdwB-N8cK3c/s1600-h/243edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SXez4fI/AAAAAAAABLc/EdwB-N8cK3c/s200/243edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652690519712242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We went fishing.  Okay, so only Slick went fishing, but at least he caught something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6ndz_6II/AAAAAAAABL0/_7eBop4wE4c/s400-h/232edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOkv0wu4vVI/AAAAAAAABMc/Jhbe1FEduqw/s200/P1000231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253783023785655634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Clickity Click)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Slick and I were on our own in the afternoon, Medicine Man was working and the rest of the gang was taking a nap.  So we went off exploring.  We headed up to the office to ask about a canoe rental.  The woman working the desk had painted on eyebrows and a beehive hair do.  It was late afternoon , we had gone into town and checked out the Amish farmer's market and then had come back for lunch.  Everyone else laid down so it was after 5pm.  We had already played pool and walked around a bit, but we still wanted something to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The painted eyebrow lady was peeved that we were there "so late".  It was 5:25pm and she says to us "You have to fill out forms, it's getting awfully late."  "I need to see if someone is around that can put the canoe in the water for you."  So she calls (someone) and says "Oh you sound terrible, is your cold getting worse?  You should go home!"  "It's getting late and I've got 2 ppl here who want to rent a canoe.  I know, it's late (it's now 5:27pm).  Alright, you get on home."  Then hangs up the phone and puts a piece of paper in front of each of us.  We had to fill out our name and address and sign it.  I guess that's her idea of "forms".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The woman was in such a twit, and Slick was having a grand time of it all.  She kept looking at us like we'd eventually go away if she bitched enough, however at this point we were going if not just for spite.  So we finally filled out all our forms and she took our $5 (it's now 5:29pm) and we headed down towards the river.  As we were leaving Slick says "It took her longer to complain than it did to do the deed."  I about died laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We carried out equipment down to the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SioFCqI/AAAAAAAABLs/YlmZHKAJxLE/s1600-h/P1000249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi5SioFCqI/AAAAAAAABLs/YlmZHKAJxLE/s200/P1000249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652693511375522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Slick put the canoe in the water - and off we went.  Medicine Man took pics for us.  Clickity to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOkx_9FAECI/AAAAAAAABMs/VwAmwWVhAK4/s400-h/258edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOkx_rwMNuI/AAAAAAAABMk/BcRn-SNZuFk/s200/252edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253785410450765538" border="0" /&gt;(&lt;/a&gt;Clickity Click)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So things did get a little dicey in the afternoon on Saturday.  Slick got a little carried away, and didn't want to wait until dark for some fun.  He couldn't wait to show us the size of his equipment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6oQwmrsI/AAAAAAAABMU/7F6GF3cMcpU/s400-h/P1000247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6oGb8keI/AAAAAAAABMM/ryIWUuibCFs/s200/P1000244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253654163413045730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Clickity Click)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Not one to be outdone - Medicine Man showed us his equipment too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6n1cHNcI/AAAAAAAABME/Vfo7WMz5iXI/s1600-h/P1000248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6n1cHNcI/AAAAAAAABME/Vfo7WMz5iXI/s200/P1000248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253654158850340290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah yes, our boys.  We are proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We also sat around the fire - okay so maybe we might be a little strange as Red was sitting ON TOP of me, but she was actually just trying to keep me awake.  I was tired after all that afternoon activity while the rest of the group rested.  And the equipment show earlier in the day was certainly exhausting! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOk2aNhiP1I/AAAAAAAABM8/L68p4IIrU28/s1600-h/260edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOk2aNhiP1I/AAAAAAAABM8/L68p4IIrU28/s200/260edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253790264239210322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I think we managed to keep a fairly low profile for the most part.  We confined any girl/girl activity or feeling up to where people couldn't see, and if it was guy/girl, well hell let them figure out who belonged to who.  We weren't worried about it.  Of course, Saturday day led into Saturday night, and for some reason there was a LOT of picture taking on Sat night.  But that's a whole other post........to be continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8763720453735867450?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8763720453735867450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8763720453735867450&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8763720453735867450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8763720453735867450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/recount-of-saturday-daytime-just.html' title='Recount of Saturday Daytime - Just Regular Folks'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOi6ngUAmaI/AAAAAAAABL8/npTROhGGVM4/s72-c/229edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7080138280501907009</id><published>2008-10-04T05:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:04:18.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Recount of Friday Night - Adult Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, some of our swinger friends and us went adult camping.  We are all families with kids and obligations, we go camping with our families and other friends, and decided we needed an adult trip to balance off the season.  Last year we went on an adult trip - although with a different set of friends.  To see some photos from that trip click &lt;a href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2007/08/what-he-said.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2007/08/what-he-said.html"&gt;&lt;here&gt;&lt;/here&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2007/08/what-he-said.html"&gt;&lt;here&gt;&lt;/here&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.  This weekend we were expecting Mr. Braco and The Primitive Earth Woman to cum, ahem come, however they ran into travelling distractions on the way home (and towards us) from a long travel trip.  They were one of the couples that camped with us last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdoaBrBigI/AAAAAAAABKI/_qYJnTmgxYE/s1600-h/177edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdoaBrBigI/AAAAAAAABKI/_qYJnTmgxYE/s200/177edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253282286685751810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(The crew cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Our group consisted of Medicine Man and Hot Lips, and D and A, both of whom we spend lots of time with.  And we had some wonderful visitors on Friday night.  Stealth and Smiley came to visit us for the evening.  We had met them last year actually at one of the Pocono's Parties that we went to.  They were a very fun couple and we have tried over the past (nearly) year to get together with them again.  Schedules always seemed to conflict, so we were very happy that they could join us if only for one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmplmKSqI/AAAAAAAABJg/oSUEICy6GYo/s1600-h/P1000180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmplmKSqI/AAAAAAAABJg/oSUEICy6GYo/s200/P1000180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280355003812514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Smiley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Stealth is very unassuming.  Good looking guy with a great body and likeable personality.  Smiley is well, always smiling and laughing, with a very hot and insatiable body.  They are a beautiful couple and fit into our group very well.  Friday D &amp;amp;A beat us all there and had things set up nicely.  We arrived and got our camper set up too so that we all faced each other - which if you are familiar with camping is not always an easy task.  HL and MM arrived next with dinner, they were in charge of food on Fri night, with Stealth and Smiley shortly on their heels.  I think it's funny that some people think of swingers as these sex crazed maniacs - which we are - but you don't have to be a swinger to be sex crazed!  We are normal people too - we eat - laugh - and sit around the fire.  But when it's bed time - we like to go as a group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmp5FyAJI/AAAAAAAABJo/zX6dJlCjmkA/s1600-h/P1000181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmp5FyAJI/AAAAAAAABJo/zX6dJlCjmkA/s200/P1000181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280360236712082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Red)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Regardless, there is always an intial shyness period, or hesitancy I would say.  A helped us out by breaking some ice.  She came out looking all hot and matching, and I grabbed the camera screaming blog fodder blog fodder!!  My friends and my experiences are OFTEN blog fodder.  You know, D &amp;amp; A really need nick names.  We spend a lot of time with them and they have developed into Slick and Red in my mind.  Speaking of red.....that's her sucking on Medicine Man's Cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONJ7lj-HtI/AAAAAAAABIg/_qj-Cd6eYFU/s1600-h/P1000183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONJ7lj-HtI/AAAAAAAABIg/_qj-Cd6eYFU/s200/P1000183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252122878488223442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;And not far away Hot Lips had her luscious lips wrapped around Slick's cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONKd9L6GtI/AAAAAAAABIo/ZEWehb16S3E/s1600-h/P1000185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONKd9L6GtI/AAAAAAAABIo/ZEWehb16S3E/s200/P1000185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252123468945300178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Stealth and Smiley were known to us, and we had played with them before.  However no one else had met them - so they were new to the other two couples.  When we went into D &amp;amp; A's camper (now Slick and Red) we took one side with them, and HL, MM, Slick, and Red took the other side.  Both the couch and dining room table had been put down to make bed/play surfaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOd474GOg1I/AAAAAAAABKg/zqH_9Axsv3I/s1600-h/190edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOd474GOg1I/AAAAAAAABKg/zqH_9Axsv3I/s200/190edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253300460417090386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tom has his face buried in Smiley's pussy, I was right next to them where Stealth had his buried in mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOd48V1Q3qI/AAAAAAAABKw/0SUI2QlAK0c/s400-h/P1000187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOd48Hp0erI/AAAAAAAABKo/sC7W-6WNuUo/s200/P1000188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253300464592911026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Clickity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;This picture is deceiving, because if you didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'t know us well, you would think it's Tom and I.  It is actually Tom and Smiley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with any activity we do, there always seems to be something funny said or done throughout the night.  Smiley stood up and went over to the sink, grabbed her beer and said "I love Mother Nature!".  Earlier in the day we had an Amish family come around with fresh baked goods and we had bought a pie.  Later Slick sits back on the couch with a satisfied smile, and says "I'm ready for some pie."  Does any one else see the double entendre in that besides me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqfDGggI/AAAAAAAABJ4/YCjM3oIuNBg/s1600-h/P1000199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqfDGggI/AAAAAAAABJ4/YCjM3oIuNBg/s200/P1000199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280370426020354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;At one point in the evening, I looked around and noticed there were big piles of clothes all over the camper floor.  It was a funny sight.  Speaking of funny sights, I would be the fool with the socks on.  I found out later that Red had hers on too, but at the time I didn't know it.  Now that I've seen the pictures I do! This is the left hand side of the room on the dining room table - Tom and I with Stealth and Smiley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONMAKMSUeI/AAAAAAAABIw/jLgsY4u5RHs/s1600-h/196edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONMAKMSUeI/AAAAAAAABIw/jLgsY4u5RHs/s200/196edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252125156063728098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both very very talented individuals.  I think I had finally given up the camera long enough for someone ELSE to take a picture.  Hot lips got into the picture taking after a while, it's very erotic to see things from behind the lens.  My blaring white socks are wrapped around Stealth and I was loving every minute of it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqFyR8hI/AAAAAAAABJw/yFF_rlwKVP0/s1600-h/P1000193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqFyR8hI/AAAAAAAABJw/yFF_rlwKVP0/s200/P1000193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280363644580370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over on the other bed - things were just as hot with some wife swapping and spit swapping being done on the couch.  This looks like an attack to me!  Can you see that Red is just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HATING &lt;/span&gt;it?!? Red and Medicine Man enjoyed some one on one time too, click to see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOd9DcIgToI/AAAAAAAABLA/noQkHDqLI7o/s400-h/201edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdoaeptW4I/AAAAAAAABKQ/EGfZfNV0Qcw/s200/204edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253282294464863106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I looked over during a break in the noise to see what was going on - and found D (Slick) pounding away into Hot Lips. I think they have fabulous form...evidently they made a fabulous mess as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqbXg01I/AAAAAAAABKA/Z8TY6wzrYuA/s1600-h/P1000203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdmqbXg01I/AAAAAAAABKA/Z8TY6wzrYuA/s200/P1000203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253280369437889362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hot Lips had a rag in her hand and was wiping up the floor.  Someone asked her what she was doing and she said "What?!? Someone might slip and it might be me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I don't have any other pics, but I do know that I messed around with Slick, and that Red (A) was pounded by Stealth at some point after this.  Iknow this because she and I compared notes on Sat....... I think we were getting tired towards the end and the picture taking stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The first evening was absolutely wonderful on so many levels.  We were disappointed when Stealth and Smiley had to leave to return to reality on Sat morning - but we were very happy to have them with us if only for awhile. The rest of the weekend was just as fun - and I have more pics to post for you.  It's a long and lengthy process so be patient with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But did you enjoy us so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SONJ7lj-HtI/AAAAAAAABIg/_qj-Cd6eYFU/s1600-h/P1000183.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7080138280501907009?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7080138280501907009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7080138280501907009&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7080138280501907009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7080138280501907009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/recount-of-friday-night-adult-camping.html' title='The Recount of Friday Night - Adult Camping'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOdoaBrBigI/AAAAAAAABKI/_qYJnTmgxYE/s72-c/177edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-1409922186835355658</id><published>2008-10-01T21:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:08:21.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By The Tree HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm continuing my practice on click throughs for this weeks HNT.  A little forewarning, it's NSFW, as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOQjqSmlCxI/AAAAAAAABJI/zazDiyobYNE/s400-h/P1000155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOQp2KYyFiI/AAAAAAAABJQ/HRLmLHpuhQg/s320/P1000154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252369075898816034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Clickity)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;To see more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Half-Nekkid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; people go see Os at his site - click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;or on my sidebar for HNT guidelines. After all - he came up with the idea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Happy HNT ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOQsPki_YbI/AAAAAAAABJY/PogmlZ8bSzo/s200/HNT+shadow+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252371711440937394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOQjqSmlCxI/AAAAAAAABJI/zazDiyobYNE/s400-h/P1000155.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-1409922186835355658?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/1409922186835355658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=1409922186835355658&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1409922186835355658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/1409922186835355658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/10/by-tree-hnt.html' title='By The Tree HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOQp2KYyFiI/AAAAAAAABJQ/HRLmLHpuhQg/s72-c/P1000154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3510633162372399012</id><published>2008-09-30T06:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:26:58.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Why Would You Say That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sometimes people really surprise me.  We go on the &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.swinglifestyle.com/?signup=KINKYCPL6973&amp;amp;tar=swinger_39"&gt;SLS &lt;/a&gt;site - &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.swinglifestyle.com/?signup=KINKYCPL6973&amp;amp;tar=swinger_39"&gt;Swing Life Style&lt;/a&gt; - to meet other people and try to make new friends.  Last week I popped online and went over to &lt;a href="http://www.swinglifestyle.com/?signup=KINKYCPL6973&amp;amp;tar=swinger_39"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SLS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(unusual for me) and saw there were a couple of emails.  Tom won't always answer them, especially if the couple isn't someone we would go for, but I think that's rude, so if I see the emails I'll send  a quick no thanks.  I think that's better than no answer, and what I would want in return.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So I popped on to find 2 emails of people who just weren't our type.  The first ones if I remember right were a bit on the older side.  So I just sent them a quick no thank you.  The second ones sent a one line email (etiquette issues there) and basically said " great profile,  want to get together some time?"  Now do you think that pick up line works in a bar?  Maybe - if you're a smokin hot female. That doesn't fly with either of us online.  So I sent a quick no thanks, good luck to you both.  I looked at their profile very briefly, not a bad looking couple, but definitely lacking in manners.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Evidently, which ever of the two got the email (I think it was the husband), they were very pissed off.  They blocked us, said I was "too fat anyway".  Then Tom got all pissed off and said they needed better etiquette (but spelled it wrong :-() then they emailed back and said obviously they hit a deep seated nerve.  And actually said "Be well."  I went back and looked so I could tell the story accurately.  Something funny? From the back - her shape looks a lot like mine.  I don't think it's very nice that he called his wife fat.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Now why would you say that?  They have 2 certifications and for those of you who know about SLS or belong, you understand that.  We have 15.  We like to be forthright honest people.  Shoot, at least give me a little foreplay before you shove it in!  Tom says I can't tell you their screen name, I personally don't know why not.  But I can tell you they are in va.  And they say they are "warm".  I don't agree with that.  And their profile pic shows her on her knees from behind.  That's the most I can give you.  Tom will probably yell at me for giving you that much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I haven't forgotten about adult camping.  Just overwhelmed, then lazy with life.  I'll get around to it.  I haven't even downloaded the pictures yet.  Thanks for the help with the buttons from my previous post for all who responded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3510633162372399012?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3510633162372399012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3510633162372399012&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3510633162372399012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3510633162372399012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-why-would-you-say-that.html' title='Now Why Would You Say That?'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-960390902653393827</id><published>2008-09-26T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:40:42.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Give Me A Hand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Hello friends - can anyone make me a banner or a small square "ad" type thing that links to my blog?  Like on my side bar.  Or tell me how to do it?  Feel free to email me is you can/will!  Thanks in advance!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-960390902653393827?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/960390902653393827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=960390902653393827&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/960390902653393827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/960390902653393827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-you-give-me-hand.html' title='Can You Give Me A Hand?'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-8146470352541626509</id><published>2008-09-23T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:50:03.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Well now that's 4 times I've requested them to unblock my blog.  Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed with activity getting ready for the children's consignment sale I have coming up this weekend.  All my extra time has been going for that, so I haven't been able to upload my pics from the adult weekend and post yet.  But don't you worry - I will!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-8146470352541626509?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/8146470352541626509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=8146470352541626509&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8146470352541626509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/8146470352541626509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-note.html' title='Quick Note'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2720070757191219972</id><published>2008-09-20T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:20:32.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello From Adult Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Just a quick hello from our "adults only" camping trip.  More to cum later........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SNWDknH5OXI/AAAAAAAABH8/_2woxLnBww0/s320/P1000158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SNWC2DA-MmI/AAAAAAAABH0/aoQxdyBmEQU/s320/P1000157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248244805804110434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(Clickity Click)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SNWDknH5OXI/AAAAAAAABH8/_2woxLnBww0/s1600-h/P1000158.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2720070757191219972?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2720070757191219972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2720070757191219972&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2720070757191219972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2720070757191219972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-from-adult-camping.html' title='Hello From Adult Camping'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SNWC2DA-MmI/AAAAAAAABH0/aoQxdyBmEQU/s72-c/P1000157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6293682584742789516</id><published>2008-09-17T20:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:03:14.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope, Not HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm pissed off at Blogger still.  I don't feel like being on the computer at all.  I've even abandoned my mommy blog.  So I'm skipping HNT tomorrow.  I know that will satisfy none but myself.  But oh well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tom and I took some great pics last weekend camping.  Some I want to figure out how to make click throughs.  Any tutorials on how to do that?  I think I've probably got 4 weeks of HNTs just from that night!  And we are adult camping this weekend.  I would imagine with more than 4 couples we are going to have some rowdy pictures to share!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  But I really do need help learning how to do click throughs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Later ya'll.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6293682584742789516?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6293682584742789516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6293682584742789516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6293682584742789516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6293682584742789516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/nope-not-hnt.html' title='Nope, Not HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3699191455645258580</id><published>2008-09-14T21:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:18:07.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Ago Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm so behind. I hate blogger.  I had to do some request for review thing - and I did on Sept 6th, and then when I signed into my blog again tonight after being gone all weekend camping - I find that I have to request a review again.  I mean seriously, how many times do I have to ask for a review for them to unlock my blog?!?  It's a pain in the ass - and I have to put in codes and crap just to try and post.  And I've gotten a few comments that some of you are being blocked.  For shits sake.  Then it keeps telling me that if I don't request a review within 20 days my blog will be deleted. What kind of shit is that?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;OH hell.  Glad to be home from camping.  We swung by our new campground and annual site on the way home.  We are psyched up about being in the same place on the same site all year.  We can "move in" after Nov 3rd.  Then to make my day even better I got a text from my buddy who works at the camper place, and he found a quad bed camper for me that we can deal with financially.  Life is lookin up!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Speaking of looking up, last Sat night (week past) Tom and I found ourselves looking into the sexy eyes of Blondie and Her Stud. If you don't remember them, click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;for a refresher.  We ambled over to their house for some late evening fun.  And fun we had.  We started off with the traditional nervousness, and of course we had never been to their house before, so that always puts you a little on edge, in someone else's territory.  They offered us drinks (we are water and green tea drinkers) and some yummy chocolate cheesecake things and berries and cream.  They were both very gracious hosts.  After some further chit chat and munching we headed upstairs to get to BUSINESS!!  I think Her Stud was the first to get naked, my pants were next, and Tom needed no coaching whatsoever to just bare it all.  Blondie had gone to make sure the house was quiet and came back to find the three of us waiting for her on the bed.  Her expression as she walked into the room and had all three of us looking at her was priceless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Unfortunately, she is a no picture kind of girl on the first day, so I don't have any pictures to share from our experience.  I do have an excellent little "preview" for you though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SM29FRYtO3I/AAAAAAAABHs/_a8zpNqNrl0/s1600-h/P1000104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SM29FRYtO3I/AAAAAAAABHs/_a8zpNqNrl0/s320/P1000104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246057039220521842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;There was a lot of kissing and fondling going on at first, and it took us a bit to get comfortable and into our groove together.  It's hard to give a play by play without pictures, but I can give you the basic lowdown on what happened.  Blondie and I did some heavy petting and kissing, but since she was REFUSING to get the remainder of her clothes off, Tom and I had to gang up on her and assist her with that problem. (We are soooo helpful!) Once she was finally naked, I got to handle those absolutely gorgeous breasts you see above.  We did a lot of pairing off couple to couple, so I spent a lot of time with Her Stud, and she spent a lot of time withe mine! Both guys are endless, so there were no breaks or rest periods, just go go go.  Blondie and I did find our way back to each other several more times during the course of the evening.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed licking and finger fucking her pussy - she was delicious!  I adored her luscious body, she was wonderfully soft and supple and touching her was sheer pleasure in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; areas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;  I know Tom enjoyed her as well, I couldn't tell you how many condoms we went through between him and Her Stud.  Her Stud was wonderful to me, always making sure I was enjoying myself with both him and her!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;They were great hosts, we really enjoyed being with them, playing with them, talking with them, just them in general.  I only hope that next time (and we sure do hope for a next time!) she'll let us take pictures....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3699191455645258580?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3699191455645258580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3699191455645258580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3699191455645258580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3699191455645258580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-ago-saturday.html' title='A Week Ago Saturday'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SM29FRYtO3I/AAAAAAAABHs/_a8zpNqNrl0/s72-c/P1000104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3030501983695446057</id><published>2008-09-11T05:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:35:11.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After Glow HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It sure seems I've been talking about my wand a lot lately.  My HNT this week is what I look like AFTER I've spent some time with it!  I'm not really sure why I've been talking about my wand so much lately, I hated it so much when Tom first bought it for me.  And I don't use it nearly as much as it would seem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMiG6clRuAI/AAAAAAAABHc/mMeQHyp47M0/s1600-h/afterglow+HNT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMiG6clRuAI/AAAAAAAABHc/mMeQHyp47M0/s320/afterglow+HNT.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244590104736020482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not that using my wand is a bad thing!  But it's certainly not the only thing we do!!  To see more half nekkid people - go see Os the King of HNT at his site by clicking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  Or visit the link on either of my sidebars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMiJo8Gs7tI/AAAAAAAABHk/jJQse4QXMoU/s200/HNT+shadow+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244593102494953170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3030501983695446057?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3030501983695446057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3030501983695446057&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3030501983695446057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3030501983695446057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-glow-hnt.html' title='After Glow HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMiG6clRuAI/AAAAAAAABHc/mMeQHyp47M0/s72-c/afterglow+HNT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5029947980527765807</id><published>2008-09-10T05:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T06:06:21.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night's Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Friday night we had a visitor.  I haven't been able to write about it because blogger has been doing their best to piss me off.  First my blog got locked because I'm supposedly some spammer.  Then life in general has interrupted and I haven't had the time to get online.  Then just to add insult to injury I'm still learning how to manipulate my new camera and software. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We did enjoy our time with The Usual Suspect.  He arrived on Friday night for a MFM, and I wanted to share a few highlights with you.  It's funny because after knowing him for probably 4 years or more, we were both a little shy starting off.  I'm not positive but I think I was babbling at one point.  But we managed to get over our shyness and finally get things rolling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeafMwePtI/AAAAAAAABG8/wryMFizmrC8/s1600-h/90edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeafMwePtI/AAAAAAAABG8/wryMFizmrC8/s200/90edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244330151887388370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;As usual my feet were cold so I had my "trademark" socks on.  I don't think any man (or woman) appreciates cold feet on their back.  I do think The Usual Suspect appreciated his cock being sucked though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeafRmDRtI/AAAAAAAABHE/5yeVG59dWGg/s1600-h/94edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeafRmDRtI/AAAAAAAABHE/5yeVG59dWGg/s200/94edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244330153185855186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;We continued to get fired up while Tom took pictures as he shoved his cock in my pussy.  You gotta love the camera band in the picture.  If I had photo shop I could've gotten rid of it!  ( NO MORE camera strap!  Thank you to Harry who Photoshopped it out for me.  I so wish I had photoshop.) In The Usual Suspect's hand you can see one of my glass toys.  Friday was a night of experimenting.  There was a lot of playing and cock sucking, and The Usual Suspect ate my pussy like a champion.  He has the fastest tongue I have ever seen/felt/experienced.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOH5jTV2KJI/AAAAAAAABIY/h5aOe-u4Hxk/s1600-h/95edited+strapless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SOH5jTV2KJI/AAAAAAAABIY/h5aOe-u4Hxk/s200/95edited+strapless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251753025373350034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tom was feeling a bit on the naughty side, and wandered into the box of toys and snagged my wand.  He came back to the bed and gave it to The Usual Suspect.  Then he sat on my chest with his back towards my face.  Visualize this - I'm laying flat on my back, Tom is sitting on my chest with his legs pinning my arms down, and The Usual Suspect is between my legs with the wand pegged on my clit.  If you want to get your own wand - click on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.vibereview.com/?minion=DFF"&gt;Vibe Review &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;link on my sideboard.  You can find the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.vibereview.com/sex_toys/hitachi_magic_wand"&gt; Hitachi Magic Wand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; there!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeaf22gIbI/AAAAAAAABHU/7cLke1GyJ-g/s1600-h/P1000098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeaf22gIbI/AAAAAAAABHU/7cLke1GyJ-g/s200/P1000098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244330163186966962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;The guys were relentless with the wand - and forced 3 orgasms out of me before they finally let me go.  I believe The Usual Suspect said that if we could have recorded the sounds from those orgasms we would have a best seller!  Tom says "that's what orgasms are made of".  Unfortunately - no such recording exists so you will have to use your imagination!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5029947980527765807?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5029947980527765807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5029947980527765807&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5029947980527765807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5029947980527765807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-nights-fun.html' title='Friday Night&apos;s Fun'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SMeafMwePtI/AAAAAAAABG8/wryMFizmrC8/s72-c/90edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-618598908722880591</id><published>2008-09-09T06:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:06:35.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freakin Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My blog has been locked.  And if the content warning is up there - you can't get past it through some browsers.  Evidently blogger thinks I'm a spam blog.  What the heck is a spam blog?!?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I guess we'll see if this post makes it through.  Grrrrr.  And I have so much to share from this weekend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-618598908722880591?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/618598908722880591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=618598908722880591&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/618598908722880591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/618598908722880591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/freakin-blogger.html' title='Freakin Blogger'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5326523810047399413</id><published>2008-09-04T06:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:17:37.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than Half-Nekkid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Happy HNT Ya'll!  It's Thursday again and we have another day of baring our souls - I mean bodies.  I admit to being a bit unprepared this week, so I was digging in the archives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tom and I enjoy this position, wand notwithstanding.  It's a fun position to have sex in first thing in the morning when neither one of us really feels like getting up and moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL-0hfUro4I/AAAAAAAABGk/R9BrKEcydF4/s1600-h/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL-0hfUro4I/AAAAAAAABGk/R9BrKEcydF4/s320/DSC03698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242106978719474562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I can't remember exactly why were were taking pictures.  Sometimes we just do that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Have a great Thursday, and to see more half nekkid people go see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;King Os at his site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.  To play along, get half nekkid!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL-1MvW24_I/AAAAAAAABGs/TqROWu2SdKE/s200/HNT+shadow+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242107721757942770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5326523810047399413?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5326523810047399413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5326523810047399413&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5326523810047399413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5326523810047399413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-than-half-nekkid.html' title='More Than Half-Nekkid'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL-0hfUro4I/AAAAAAAABGk/R9BrKEcydF4/s72-c/DSC03698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-2514040112927424221</id><published>2008-09-03T05:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:24:15.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5hz9K8WnI/AAAAAAAABGc/62eZ2kq1x4E/s1600-h/stop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5hz9K8WnI/AAAAAAAABGc/62eZ2kq1x4E/s200/stop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241734561527519858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Warning - this post has to do with life and absolutely NOTHING to do with sex and/or swinging.  Run away now if you can't handle my reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;First day at the new job yesterday.  I got through it okay, the PRN (which means "as needed") person who worked with me yesterday was very nice.  Some of the PRN folks are a little bitter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5f4wNwZaI/AAAAAAAABGM/3lTB7z5ByN0/s1600-h/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5f4wNwZaI/AAAAAAAABGM/3lTB7z5ByN0/s200/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241732444925748642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;that I am now there full time.  That screws up their plans.  See it's nice to work PRN if you have someplace else that you get benefits, and if you have someone in your home that brings in a regular paycheck.  PRN rates are higher, usually by about $15-$20/hr than regular rates.  So when you get a gig like my facility - where there has been 6 therapists on a regular schedule - you get some animosity when that is threatened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm digging in my heels, getting to know the place, and training on the computer.  Once I'm comfortable, then some changes are going to happen.  But first, I need to be confident in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5fsMGBG7I/AAAAAAAABF0/Mtmu_JA-n_s/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5fsMGBG7I/AAAAAAAABF0/Mtmu_JA-n_s/s200/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241732229071182770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;ability to get everyone (or most everyone) seen in the limited day I have 3/5 days a week due to the bus schedule.  I'm only there 6.5 hours.  I've got plans for longer days the weeknight my ex has the kids, and then I can start earlier the following morning.  The rest of the week I am with the kids on/off the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;My ex is pressuring me to "give" him the kids more.  He used to have them during the week, but would complain or as me to take them because he had something going on, or they would stay up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5fsD30bJI/AAAAAAAABF8/fX9URXS2dsU/s1600-h/crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5fsD30bJI/AAAAAAAABF8/fX9URXS2dsU/s200/crying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241732226864147602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;late and be miserable for me the next day.  And forget backpacks and homework, he was useless.  Now he has a new wife (and a newborn) - which translates into someone to do everything for him - he thinks he wants them 2 nights during the week.  I have some concerns about that for several reasons and only part of it is that he works 3rd shift.  Which means that his wife and newborn and both my kids have to get up in the morning and she has to drive them down the highway about 20 min give/take to school in the morning.  This is a woman I call "Queenie" for good reason.  I'm already worried enough about her having to drag herself out of bed, showered, get the baby ready, then make sure mine are ready and fed with teeth and hair brushed ONE day (Fridays).  He says he wants to spend more time with them, when actually he'll end up taking my girl to dance class, and then they need to come home and basically get ready for bed. I worry that again they won't get to bed ontime.  Or that he waits and has them do homework after dance class when it's supposed to be relax/bed time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So I told him we needed to wait.  He was pressuring me on this last night during my girls first tap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5hfytMt2I/AAAAAAAABGU/OCkyRtK2c4I/s1600-h/wait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5hfytMt2I/AAAAAAAABGU/OCkyRtK2c4I/s200/wait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241734215121024866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;class.  I told him we needed to wait and see how things went with them having the kids every Thurs with queenie coming to get them from the bus, and then the whole morning routine.  This week is easy, next week he goes back to work and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;reality will set in.  I'm done babbling now.  The &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2007/03/mfm.html"&gt;Usual Suspect &lt;/a&gt;is cumming over Friday night.  I might have some sex talk after that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-2514040112927424221?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/2514040112927424221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=2514040112927424221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2514040112927424221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/2514040112927424221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-reality.html' title='Back To Reality'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SL5hz9K8WnI/AAAAAAAABGc/62eZ2kq1x4E/s72-c/stop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6338282312876045764</id><published>2008-08-30T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T07:00:00.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tom's New Plaything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Just the other day a priority box came, and Tom made one of his snide little comments like "what's in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;?"  I looked at the address and said "I have no idea."  He took the box and looked at it, shook it, and pulled out a wad of red rope with an evil shit eatin grin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;It may have taken us a few weeks to get the time to play with his new found toy, but play we did, and enjoyed thoroughly. These were taken last night.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg16GeN6zI/AAAAAAAABFM/f2Esw99WY7Y/s1600-h/DSC03875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg16GeN6zI/AAAAAAAABFM/f2Esw99WY7Y/s200/DSC03875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239997438731610930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Tom says he needs more practice in wrapping.  So if you have any tips please share, at least all you other kinky people.  I know not everyone is into the same things we are!  If you read my HNT post, then you know that I am very much into breast play, so this is right up my alley. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg17t42eiI/AAAAAAAABFs/YK349T7NC5g/s1600-h/DSC03874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg17t42eiI/AAAAAAAABFs/YK349T7NC5g/s200/DSC03874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239997466492172834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Good thing the alley is dark!  Woot woot!  Never can anything be simple, so after our rope fun and games, we got down to the business of fucking.  That is always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;favorite game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg16o5CloI/AAAAAAAABFU/aCZ-H88YXq4/s1600-h/DSC03876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg16o5CloI/AAAAAAAABFU/aCZ-H88YXq4/s200/DSC03876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239997447970920066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;For whatever reason, things were a bit messy last night.  A fact Tom enjoyed taking a photo of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg169ytxOI/AAAAAAAABFc/wR4hH4A9IQI/s1600-h/DSC03879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg169ytxOI/AAAAAAAABFc/wR4hH4A9IQI/s200/DSC03879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239997453581534434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;As an extra special bonus, I was allowed to use my wand last night after sex.  I don't know about you, but there are 2 types of cumming for me.  Vag and clit. A vag cum is always welcomed, and generally instigated by Tom's (or someone elses) cock fucking me good and hard. A clit cum is harder to cum by (no pun intended), and takes a signficant amount of work to make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg17N6w-BI/AAAAAAAABFk/-qsUWl5KUHQ/s1600-h/DSC03881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg17N6w-BI/AAAAAAAABFk/-qsUWl5KUHQ/s200/DSC03881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239997457910265874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Some women are only able to clit cum, and then only cum once.  I used to be that way, and it's only been through the exploration of my sexual self that I have been able to let go and have it both ways.  Wow - now that's a double entendre isn't it?  I can vag cum over and over and over again.  Clit cum I can usually handle 1 or 2 before I need a few minutes to recover and then can go at it again.  It's really difficult to make me clit cum without some sort of battery operated device.  I have no idea how we got on the cum discussion, but oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Speaking of cumming - we're planning an adult weekend next weekend (Sept 5 and 6).  The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2007/03/mfm.html"&gt;Usual Suspect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; is cumming over for some me, I mean three, time.  And then on Sat we are going to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html"&gt;Blondie and Her Stud&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; for some four time!  I can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6338282312876045764?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6338282312876045764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6338282312876045764&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6338282312876045764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6338282312876045764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/toms-new-plaything.html' title='Tom&apos;s New Plaything'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLg16GeN6zI/AAAAAAAABFM/f2Esw99WY7Y/s72-c/DSC03875.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7855909237625650551</id><published>2008-08-29T12:54:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T15:01:32.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pretty Toy in A  Pretty Pussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;One of my blog readers has taken me up on my offer.  I received an email from &lt;a href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html"&gt;"Blondie"&lt;/a&gt; showing off her new toy purchased from one of my affiliates - Glass Fantasy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLgqJE0SSAI/AAAAAAAABFE/ilbpVpgf2vE/s1600-h/Blondie+and+Glass+Toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLgqJE0SSAI/AAAAAAAABFE/ilbpVpgf2vE/s200/Blondie+and+Glass+Toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239984501845805058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I love to see good toys in action! Isn't that pretty!?!  Whew (fans self)!  To get your own glass toy click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.glassfantasy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.This one is called Danni's G-Spot Lover.  When you get yours, send me your pic and I'll post it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7855909237625650551?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7855909237625650551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7855909237625650551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7855909237625650551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7855909237625650551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/pretty-toy-in-pretty-pussy.html' title='A Pretty Toy in A  Pretty Pussy'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLgqJE0SSAI/AAAAAAAABFE/ilbpVpgf2vE/s72-c/Blondie+and+Glass+Toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5394722500621631589</id><published>2008-08-28T06:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:12:17.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Home HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's been a busy week - just getting home from vacation - kids starting school - my shopping frenzy.....  I'm enjoying my last week of freedom before reality comes to visit and I have to go back to work. My new job starts on Tues after the holiday.  As a direct result, I haven't had much time for blogging - neither here or on my mommy blog.  So I pulled my ass out of bed this, on what is going to be another busy day for me, and decided I better do some HNT work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Tom and I had a great "welcome homecumming".  Unfortunately the camera was downstairs so we didn't get any pictures.  Which is a real bummer because Tom was actually trying to fist me.  He wasn't able, too tight (yea go me for kegels!), but he had fun trying.  We did capture the last part of it, but it is not really appropriate for HNT.  Not that I'm usually appropriate anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Right before I left Tom and I got a little wild on the "leaving tomorrow for 5 days sex" and we had some fun with the breast play and I had bruises for 4 days.  It totally turns me on to have my breasts played with, and not just played with, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;PLAYED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;with!  Forget the whole nipple thing, that's fine, but I really enjoy the full breast experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLaGom2Bw6I/AAAAAAAABE0/BkAaL40stEA/s1600-h/DSC03689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLaGom2Bw6I/AAAAAAAABE0/BkAaL40stEA/s320/DSC03689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239523248672195490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I have been on a toy buying frenzy.  Not the kind you are thinking of - rather an electronic toy buying frenzy!  Pervert!  LOL.  I have a new phone, a new PDA, and my new camera just came yesterday.  I love the phone, it's a Rumor, and it's great for texting and I finally have a phone that can take pictures again.  The PDA is a HP IPAQ 211.  I have no clue how to use it yet, but it looks really cool. Has built in WiFi.  And my camera is a Panasonic Lumix 8mega pixel.  I'm very much looking forward to breaking it in and sharing it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Camping tomorrow for the holiday weekend with the kids.  I hope everyone has a great HNT and I'll see ya next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;To see more half nekkid people click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;- and go see the king of HNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Os at his site!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLaHuLcUeJI/AAAAAAAABE8/is53YFz6WI0/s320/HNT.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239524443907455122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5394722500621631589?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5394722500621631589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5394722500621631589&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5394722500621631589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5394722500621631589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-home-hnt.html' title='I&apos;m Home HNT'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SLaGom2Bw6I/AAAAAAAABE0/BkAaL40stEA/s72-c/DSC03689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3158197584164358231</id><published>2008-08-22T22:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:34:05.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Laughing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, this is as close to a sexual encounter as I'm going to get in the next several days.  I was "snuggled" with my want status post a fabulous experience, and Tom thought it was damn funny and took my picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK90PmqX1qI/AAAAAAAABEs/zhLoUlGuNQg/s1600-h/DSC03699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK90PmqX1qI/AAAAAAAABEs/zhLoUlGuNQg/s200/DSC03699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237532703080306338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My 2 kids and I are in Michigan visiting my brother and grandmother (I think I mentioned that before) and have been having an absolute blast. We spent most of the day today outside in the pond, my brother lives in what I call a palace on 10 acres, which includes a pole barn and big pond.  It has one of those jumping things with a slide in it, and the kids were having a field day.  He also has a kids size 4wheeler, and a big people 4wheeler, that were well ridden all day today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As if that wasn't enough - the food here is great too.  My brothers wife cooked us a big breakfast of sausage/bacon/eggs, last night it was brats and dogs on the grill, and tonight it was homemade pizza.  And I mean home made, with home made dough and everything.  Incredible.  So now I'm sunburned AND fat.  Super.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We still have 2 more full days, and I hope things continue to go as well as they have so far.  I'll be  glad to get home though, that's where my man is.  I miss him something fierce!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3158197584164358231?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3158197584164358231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3158197584164358231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3158197584164358231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3158197584164358231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-laughing.html' title='No Laughing'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK90PmqX1qI/AAAAAAAABEs/zhLoUlGuNQg/s72-c/DSC03699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-7175333018417023221</id><published>2008-08-21T07:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:04:47.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT My Idea of Gymnastics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Some people may think that sexual gymnastics are an Olympic sport.  We'd like to think so too!  So the other day when we were practicing, Tom shot this picture of us during the warm up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK1ZIeIOoRI/AAAAAAAABEk/nCeEny1ozTY/s1600-h/DSC03685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK1ZIeIOoRI/AAAAAAAABEk/nCeEny1ozTY/s320/DSC03685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236939943763157266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The mat activity continued for some time, but unfortunately due to the vibration generated by the bed, we have no more footage for you!  LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK1X62dqOrI/AAAAAAAABEc/PB0g5KV2umM/s200/HNT+shadow+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236938610265701042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To see more sexy HNT people doing their Olympic best go see &lt;a href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Osbasso at his site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Happy HNT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;We're leaving this afternoon for our last vacation of the summer.  Heading to Michigan with the kids to see my brother and his family, my grandmother, and my parents (again).  We are all converging at the same time.  I haven't seen my brother or grandmother in nearly 4 years, so I thought it was time. See you when I get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-7175333018417023221?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/7175333018417023221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=7175333018417023221&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7175333018417023221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/7175333018417023221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-my-idea-of-gymnastics.html' title='HNT My Idea of Gymnastics'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SK1ZIeIOoRI/AAAAAAAABEk/nCeEny1ozTY/s72-c/DSC03685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-6504789895060088427</id><published>2008-08-15T23:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T19:26:22.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Gotta Watch This</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/1oOdNm30lDg" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/1oOdNm30lDg" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;This is by far one of the hottest dances to the hottest songs I have ever heard.  This beats out I Kissed a Girl.  If you didn't watch So You Think You Can Dance, you have no idea who these people are, but the song artist is Mirah and the song is The Garden.  I get goosebumps every time I watch this clip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-6504789895060088427?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/6504789895060088427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=6504789895060088427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6504789895060088427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/6504789895060088427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-jazz-sytycd4-mark-and-courtney.html' title='You Gotta Watch This'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3884927485414572980</id><published>2008-08-14T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:01:00.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;This picture was taking with the lovely chain mail skirt that Hot Lips let me try on, along with my new bondage bra and collar that Tom bought me.  We were playing around prior to going out to the party on Sat night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKOWvQlY77I/AAAAAAAABEI/KAv_Cmznipk/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKOWvQlY77I/AAAAAAAABEI/KAv_Cmznipk/s320/DSC03584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234192930584457138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It was fun and I thought it would make a great HNT picture this week!  Hope everyone else is having a good week so far.  We're off to Dutch Wonderland and camping this weekend, so I'll probably be off the computer for a few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;To find out what HNT is all about, go see the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;King - Os&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; and he'll tell ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;HHNT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.osbasso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKObR4mTF5I/AAAAAAAABEU/u9FOS25PoLc/s200/HNT.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234197923487750034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3884927485414572980?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3884927485414572980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3884927485414572980&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3884927485414572980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3884927485414572980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/hnt-thursday.html' title='HNT Thursday'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKOWvQlY77I/AAAAAAAABEI/KAv_Cmznipk/s72-c/DSC03584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-5263727225692150369</id><published>2008-08-11T21:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:45:59.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't understand why some people think I am some sort of super hero.  I'm normal.  I get tired.  I take naps with my dog.  I mean really, just because I like sex and live a swinger lifestyle doesn't mean I don't eat, sleep, and act like a normal human being!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKDqlU9QZII/AAAAAAAABDs/-zCX5FRgxc8/s1600-h/DSC03581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKDqlU9QZII/AAAAAAAABDs/-zCX5FRgxc8/s200/DSC03581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233440694006211714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;This is how I prepared myself for Saturday night's festivities.  Napping with my puppy.  Speaking of puppies, I'm trying to talk Tom into letting me get another one.  Like we need another dog in the house.  But I think pairs is good, two annoying dogs of his, two precious dogs of mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-5263727225692150369?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/5263727225692150369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=5263727225692150369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5263727225692150369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/5263727225692150369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-normal.html' title='I Am Normal'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SKDqlU9QZII/AAAAAAAABDs/-zCX5FRgxc8/s72-c/DSC03581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-3938906677634969492</id><published>2008-08-10T17:43:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:10:27.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Wow - we have had one helluva weekend.  I think we've met more people this weekend than we have all summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Friday night we met up with a very fun couple.  As usual Tom had done all the leg work and emailing and setting things up, so as we are pulling into the restaurant parking lot I asked him "What are their names again?" We will call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-JR-TQCQI/AAAAAAAABCs/kz3kz1OfYPY/s1600-h/Blondie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-JR-TQCQI/AAAAAAAABCs/kz3kz1OfYPY/s200/Blondie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233052233902328066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;them Blondie and her Stud.  They were both very good looking, very fun and energetic, and very easy to talk too.  According to Tom we had been trying to get together with them for quite some time.  They are on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" href="http://www.altplayground.net/"&gt;APG &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;- another one of the swinger/lifestyle sites we belong too.  At any rate, we met up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-JVor5aeI/AAAAAAAABC0/s4scsxuvdi4/s1600-h/stud+super+hero.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-JVor5aeI/AAAAAAAABC0/s4scsxuvdi4/s200/stud+super+hero.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233052296819599842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; them for dinner and had a great time.  It took us over an hour just to put our order in because we were chatting so much, and then we ate and talked some more, and then we shut the place down, then proceeded to talk so more outside of the restaurant.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Woot woot!  Needless to say we got along well. Due to circumstances beyond any of our control, we weren't able to explore our relationship further, say in a bedroom, but that is in the works for another meeting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Saturday we hung out in the morning at home, I cleaned the house up and Tom did Tom stuff.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-LHVtklyI/AAAAAAAABC8/dQ_e5xCiY_0/s1600-h/lips.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-LHVtklyI/AAAAAAAABC8/dQ_e5xCiY_0/s200/lips.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233054250231437090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;We had a "date" with Hot Lips and Medicine Man in the evening, we were heading to a house party in West Virginia together.  Again with Tom heading the pack he secured us an invitation to this party.  I had no clue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-LNpZxVSI/AAAAAAAABDE/V8GcneeaRok/s1600-h/medicine+man.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-LNpZxVSI/AAAAAAAABDE/V8GcneeaRok/s200/medicine+man.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233054358596310306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;who any of these people were, only that HL and MM were going to be there.  There were a lot of couples there.  A LOT.  I guess not as many as a Pocono's Party, but quite a few nonetheless.  Maybe between 15-20 couples?  I'm guessing. It was of course my job to learn and remember every one's name.  Which is actually a great way to introduce yourself around the room, meet new people, and determine if you'd like to get to know them, ahem, ahem..further.  I will admit that our hosts were very hot and very fun, and did a fantastic job over all with the party.  They had a beautiful large home with plenty of space to move and play and watch and so on.  You get the picture.  Actually you don't get the picture because we didn't take any pictures. But anyways, the theme was sexy dresses for the girls and there were various stages of dress and undress when it came to the dresses.  I wore one that I was comfortable in yet a little sexy.  I'm always a bit intimidated when going to someones house, especially when I don't know anyone there.  Hot Lips and MM don't count!  Most everyone made us feel comfortable and welcomed, and there were some very sexy folks there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;There were snacks and drinks, music, a stripper pole, and lots of fun people.  Hot lips was in her element!  She and medicine man got to play with a woman she had been panting after for awhile, so that was a super bonus!  I ended up falling asleep on the couch after 1am sometime, while Tom continued to visit. We didn't play with anyone there, other than some light kissing.  No particular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-NxJrApDI/AAAAAAAABDM/qwEqKlDekDc/s1600-h/hung+over.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-NxJrApDI/AAAAAAAABDM/qwEqKlDekDc/s200/hung+over.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233057167577228338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; reason, we just didn't seem to click with anyone special.  Medicine Man drove us back to the hotel and we all crashed out.  This morning I woke up to a hard cock (Tom's) insistently poking my leg.  Hot Lips woke up with a raging hangover. But she got laid too (by Medicine Man).  All in all it was a very fun time, and we are hoping we get invited again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;So if that wasn't enough, we had made tentative plans to have brunch with a local couple that again, Tom had been trying to hook us up with for some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-PsgoiO-I/AAAAAAAABDU/nq9_7D33eOo/s1600-h/pretty+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-PsgoiO-I/AAAAAAAABDU/nq9_7D33eOo/s200/pretty+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233059286864772066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;time without success.  These are folks who know friends of friends of ours and down the line and so on.  They are on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" href="http://www.swinglifestyle.com/?signup=KINKYCPL6973&amp;amp;tar=swinger_39"&gt;SLS &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;as well as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" href="http://www.altplayground.net/"&gt;APG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;.  Sites that we belong to as well.  So we called and made arrangements to meet them at a local diner.  Let's call them Pretty Girl and Vroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-Pvg5jBDI/AAAAAAAABDc/NChYR5bXXsk/s1600-h/vroom.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-Pvg5jBDI/AAAAAAAABDc/NChYR5bXXsk/s200/vroom.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233059338475734066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;  She was just the girl next door with brown hair and pretty eyes, just about the epitome of  MILF.  And I would have loved too, except we were in a restaurant.  He was cool and good looking too.  I have no idea why I am calling him Vroom, but it just seems to fit.  So we chatted and visited for several hours over brunch and coffee and ended the visit with intentions of trying to get together in a more intimate setting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;This has been a whirlwind weekend with lots of driving and travelling and visiting and just all and all fun.  To end out our great day, I told Tom I really needed some HOT wings and beer to keep me afloat for the rest of the day.  So we headed out to Buffalo Wild Wings tonight for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-QyEeX8pI/AAAAAAAABDk/gtxdS3oFFMI/s1600-h/BWW.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-QyEeX8pI/AAAAAAAABDk/gtxdS3oFFMI/s200/BWW.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233060481896805010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Tom got wimpy mild wings and I got hot.  They have 12 different sauces you can get, AND they did all flippers for me (they called them flats).  That's just perfection at its best if you ask me!  You know it's good when your tongue and your lips are burning and the ranch nor the beer are cooling them off!  Fabulous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-3938906677634969492?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/3938906677634969492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=3938906677634969492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3938906677634969492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/3938906677634969492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ-JR-TQCQI/AAAAAAAABCs/kz3kz1OfYPY/s72-c/Blondie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32640269.post-4036644101508099079</id><published>2008-08-09T08:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:40:32.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Show Me Your Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Someone last week purchased a new glass toy.  I know this because he or she clicked on my glass fantasy link and I got an email saying there had been a purchase.  Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;So here is what I have to say - if you buy something through one of my links, send me a picture of you using it and I will post it on the blog.  I would love to see what you've gotten and see it in use.  No faces please! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Sound like fun?  Show me your toys!  I love the glass toys, I posted about my newest one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.tomscockwhore.com/2008/07/my-new-favorite-toy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ2OySIm_5I/AAAAAAAABBk/JjUMLRD_tIw/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ2OySIm_5I/AAAAAAAABBk/JjUMLRD_tIw/s200/DSC03167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232495336586936210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;(This is my newest glass toy - show me yours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32640269-4036644101508099079?l=tomscockwhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/feeds/4036644101508099079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32640269&amp;postID=4036644101508099079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4036644101508099079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32640269/posts/default/4036644101508099079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomscockwhore.blogspot.com/2008/08/show-me-your-toys.html' title='Show Me Your Toys'/><author><name>The Ethical Slut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16269154077952403876</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/TOnXmCAoTYI/AAAAAAAAB5g/gWynZ-7gBYQ/S220/_MG_4462.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dcoce2H2qEs/SJ2OySIm_5I/AAAAAAAABBk/JjUMLRD_tIw/s72-c/DSC03167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
