wo'ah, earf, birming'am, fish n' chips… long ago, the fou' nations live togedah in ah'mony. then ev'ryfing changed when the IRA attacked…. only the avatah, mastah of all fou' elements could stop 'em but when the queen needed 'im most, 'e vanished. 100 yea's passed and me bruv and i found the new avatah. a fish n' chips bendah named aang. although 'is chipbendin' skills ah great, 'e still 'as a lo' to lea'n 'fore 'e's ready to save anyone m8.I'm sick of being called a simp.
Just because I compliment a girl on her looks, personality, or interests, does not make me a simp. Maybe I'm genuinely trying to make her feel good or to lighten up her day after a long day. I don't want everyone calling me something that is inherently "bad" just for being nice to a girl. Especially, giving a girl a gift for, say, her birthday, is not the same as mentioned below. Birthday gifts are normal and are just a respectful and kind gesture. The irony is that when boys DON'T do that, they are ALSO shamed.
A real simp is someone who obsesses over a particular person with money, gifts, etc, expecting to receive a sexual or romantic return.
The majority of so-called "simps" do NOT do this.
So please, stop throwing the word simp around like its a baseball.worker bees are the ultimate simp they spend their whole life donating pollen for the queen bee that probably doesn't even acknowledge their existence(she's literally their queen) and ensure their queen's children and larvae remain safe at all times. all while having 0 chance as they are literally being unable to reproduce these people donating $100 a month to pokimane are nothing compared to the omegasimp known as the worker beeWhy the fuck do you even do this? Do you not have friends? Do you not have hobbies? DO YOU EVEN HAVE A LIFE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD? JESUS CHRIST, YOU MIGHT AS WELL START MAKING YOUR BALLS INTO SNOWFLAKES IF YOUR THAT BORED, JESUS CHRIST I'M TRYING TO ENJOY MY LIFE HERE SO SHUT THE HELL UP YOU FAILED ABORTION.Cum balloon
You and your friends are having a water balloon fight.
Everyone is being splashed with water and having a good time.
You, on the other hand have a more malicious agenda, you stayed
inside relieving yourself whilst filling up 3 balloons to the brim.
You step out on to the patio, strutting triumphantly into battle.
You take aim at your first of 3 victims and fire. Bullseye!
The first one hits Tim's head, drenching him in your sweet sticky love milk.
Keith and Jake look in terror as Tim has been desecrated and you
walk towards them with a sinister grin. Like clockwork, they scatter
predictably, letting you land a hit on each of their heads.
All of them lay on the ground crying, covered head to toe in your hunk spunk.
You won this water balloon fightThe answer is Yes, I had a boyfriend that I did this with multiple times… at least three occasions that I can remember. Having a penis in my mouth is very soothing, like a pacifier to a baby.
Here’s how it worked: he would lay on his side, and I would spoon around his knees with my head propped up by a pillow so that my face was even with his Cock. We would both be excited by it at the beginning so there was always an initial intense session resulting in an orgasm, and once that was out of the way we would drift off to sleep. He would lose his erection after that first orgasm, allowing me to snuggle up against him and just relax with his limp Cock filling my mouth. While I would gently suckle on him while drifting off, once I was asleep that stopped and my mouth would just hold his Cock while we slept.
REM sleep causes erections, so several times during the night I would be woken up by the Cock in my mouth growing too big for my mouth to contain. (Sadly I’ve never mastered being able to deep throat.) Let me tell you, there is no greater feeling than the initial moment of confusion of crossing over from a dream into reality and realizing your mouth is actually full of Cock. Upon waking up I would start sucking again, which would lead to him cumming again, and then we would both drift off to sleep again, neither one of us having said a word. And then the whole cycle would repeat again and again until morning.
Now the drawback to all this is that we were both having our REM cycle interrupted all night, and we would both be exhausted all the next day. As a result we didn’t do this all the time but saved it for a special treat. The memories of those nights and that feeling of waking up with my mouth full are some of the best sexual memories of my life.