I left my hometown 5 yeas ago.. in this 5 years i found someone i love most that anything in the world.. i have a good job, good money, i live in a beautiful city but i miss my country so bad.. i dont know what to do.. i have mothing more in my hometown.. im going back there for 2 weeks to see my mother.. and im fucking afrair, but so fucking affaid that im not gonna be able to be happy here again when im come back.. i just wanted to go back “home” and stay there with my man :(.. i dont know.. im also afraid to tell my man those things :/ i dont think he would be happy there.. and i dondt want him to feel bad there how im feel here now.. i want to be we him but im dindt want him to be unhappy in some place that he doesnt like.. i just dont want him to be sad how iam now :/ i live here because i love him.. im fucking afraid.. im just pray now to not to cry the fuck out of my soul in front of my man when i have to come back here and leave my beloved hometown again :(
Is it wrong that when my boyfriend thinks I'm asleep, and he's horny he'll play with my clit, while he jacks off, and I find that "sexy" and I cum everytime...?
So much sadness and pain, but I try and tell you, and instead of love and support, all I get is hurtful comments and eye rolls. Ik you have become irritated with me about almost everything. Can we every go back to how it was at the beginning or have we gotten to far and learned to much?
Do people actually cheat all the time? Like what you see in movies and shows and shit, like for real. I constantly worry about dumb shit like this. Can people really be that heartless and still look you in the face and say they love, have a family with you, and still cheat and destroy years and years of marriage???
My confession is that I always dream of a guy for me... A big guy, soft, gentle, funny, adorable I like when they have strong minds and soft hearts, and I love it when they have soft chests and round bellies... But no one is willing to get with me If there's any big guys from Canada, Quebec here, come on, I hope I can hug you like a teddy 🐻❤
Hello! Follow up on the I Like This Guy And Sleep At His House Well, slept It was two weeks ago (I got a new job so my time was taken) and well, it went SO well... In some parts Since he lives with some people (one with mental disabilities) the living room sofa couldn't be opened Yes, I slept with the guy Not in "that" way, we slept in his bed but just for sleep I thought at first But since he invited me to a barbecue the day after, I stayed for another night He drank a bit And we talked a lot... And I added some under-information to see if he gets me Apparently he tried it with dudes before! And almost thought he'd ask me, for real! So we went to sleep at around 3AM And... Error #1, in our undies It was 32°C, we were melting bears And so we fall asleep and I wake up at 5AM His arm around my waist, his stomach pressing on my back I gently brushed him off and told him the morning after He was adorable, he was shaking and worried something happened But it all turned out okay in the end! He cooked us breakfast and he dropped me at my dad's For real... He's THE perfect boy... Next week I work only 2 days I really wanna ask him if I can drop for one night Maybe his room has a spot still~
I have been untrue to my girlfriend I do during and meet prostitutes I've been having negative thought of hurting people and suicidal thoughts I feel like I'm losing my way I need forgiveness and a right path
Me and my BD have been together for 8 years and I’ve never cheated on him everrrr. He calls me all types of names like slut and whore cuz he swears I cheated and had men in the house etc etc. I’ve called dr Phil I have wrote opera. I don’t know what to do to prove my innocence. He says he swears he saw me and his whole family believes him that I’m just a white. I’ve asked to take a lie detector test to prove my innocence he’s agreed but no action. I don’t want to be with a man that disrespects me for things I have not done: he’s cheated on me because he thinks I have cheated. It’s just so unhealthy but he won’t leave me. I don’t want to be with him over all the hurt he’s put me through and all the accusations. I am a firm believer that a man treats you the way he views you and I just don’t want to be with a man that thinks all these bad things about me that I have not done. I just don’t know what to do anymore. We have 6 kids together and it’s just extremely exhausting being with him. Everyday it’s something. I just want him to leave but he wont. This is my house and i have all the kids so why should I have to pack and leave!? And where the hell are all of us going? He should leave not me. I’m just so done of all the pain and hurt.
Every week, My husband makes me submit to a long session where he puts ice cubes and frozen ice paks all over my body. It started really slowly. He told me he wanted to do a little ice play, but it quickly escalated. We tried it as part of foreplay before sex, but ice cubes, or a splash of ice water doesn't really help get me in the mood. So now, because he's really into it, once a week we do it as it's own thing. On Thursdays I come home knowing that when he gets home, I'll have to strip and endure all the ice he wants to use on me. Usually what will happen is, he'll fill up the big bowl with ice, the one normally used for popcorn. Then he'll get the ice paks out of the freezer. I'll undress and get into starting position, sitting on a folding chair arms behind my head pushing my breasts out. He starts with an ice pak on each breast for about a minute. If I make a sound he switches to the other (warmer) breast and time starts over. When I've made it through, Then I have to dunk my breasts in the big bowl. He holds me down for as long as he feels like it should be. Sometimes he makes me count or sing an entire song before he let's me up. After that, he dries me, and warms me back up with his hands...only to put both ice paks back on my breasts again, sometimes it's another minute sometimes its 5. If he feels I've resisted in any way up to this point I have to dunk my breasts again for longer. After that I have to choose if I want my ass hot or cold... If I choose hot, he puts ice cubes in my mouth and spanks me until they've melted enough to ask him to stop, If I choose cold, he puts ice cubes up my ass. He has put ice in my vagina, but usually he'll just hold a big ice pack between my legs. Throughout the whole process I have to say "yes sir, no sir, thank you sir, I'm sorry sir," etc to every order and command. If I forget even one time, there's a last step. He'll tell me I have a filthy disobedient mouth that needs to be dealt with. My choice here is to either embrace my filthy mouth, or ask him to clean it for me. If I say clean it... He washes my mouth out with soap. If I say I like it filthy, he makes me lick dirty surfaces like the bottom of his feet or the floor of our bathroom or put something rank in my mouth like his dirty socks. I usually choose filthy, the soap is really bad he uses liquid soap. He squeezes the bottle in my mouth and makes swish it like mouthwash. Then gets my toothbrush and brushes me. Usually after this we have really amazing sex. I know it sounds like he's taking advantage of me put I love him and this makes him feel good, and making sure his every need is met makes me feel good.
I have the hugest crush on Rose Namajunas that tiny ufc fighter i know everyone has a crush on her bla bla bla but i swear i love her so much she is so awesome and pretty and cool also i want to be like her , i mean like a boy version because im a boy but just like overall... she is so frickin cool