30
March 12, 1977 was when I was born. I?ve been 30 for two days now and I don?t feel the slightest bit different. When I look in the mirror I can definitely see someone who looks older than I did when I was 18, and yeah I know a lot of time has passed since I graduated high school, and even college for that matter, but I don?t really feel all that different. I?ve learned a lot, my tastes have changed, and I generally feel like a better person in many ways, but in some ways I?m turning into what most people would call a scumbag fuck.
But I?ve said it before, oh my brothers, I don?t give a fuck. When the 18 year old is taking off her shirt and I?m finally getting her big sweet tits into my mouth? I mean, nothing in the whole world feels better. Except her tight shaved box, which makes me cum so hard sometimes that I think my seed?ll blast right through the tip of the condom. Yeah I?m terrified of meeting her parents (this will in all likelihood go down sometime this month), and don?t necessarily jump into work conversations talking about the 18 year old hottie I?m fucking, but that has more to do with how society sees this than I do.
It all comes down to doing what, and who, you want. Fuck those who?re gonna judge and hate. Giving a shit about those people is not my trip. What I love is hanging out with and fucking girls who look like Wendy here at PinkandPerfect.com. She?s young, tight, fresh, and doesn?t have all the hang-ups of some chick who?s ten years older. She’s the first online chick I ever beat off to, and over these past 6 glorious months has gotten me off countless times. Nothing compares to the way a young girls pussy feels. Nothing.
