CAN I GET A HELL YA FOR THE LITTLE GUY? Month four and four thousand disciples Word Press I love you. Face Book catch up! Tell your friends Taylor Oceans on FB. 3,500 on word press and 500 on face book. Why the huge difference I will never know. Anyway just wanted to say thanks and sorry for not posting as much, but as promised I’m approaching publishers for my book PLAYING YOUR HAND RIGHT: TALES OF A GENTLEMAN. So far twelve no’s, but I will not stop till I get my boat. Anteris 44i Samuri if any sailor are reading this. What a boat! I masturbate to the video below. Yeah I said it, but look at that boat. Agh, the instrument panels. Full generator room. O God navigational desk with chart case. Christ all mighty, washer dryer combo. Don’t stop, three state rooms and two bathrooms. Here it comes, easy single handed sailing, two 22 horse power engines, two computerized navigational screens with auto pilot. Finally hands free sailing for sex. O GOD, THAT WAS AMAZING. Let me go to the full wet bar for some refreshments. That boat is the kind of boat you want to call you the next day. It’s the kind of boat you want to introduce to your mom. It’s the kind of boat you just want to stay in with and cuddle all night. It’s the kind of boat, you give foot rubs to even though your really not a foot guy. It’s the kind of boat you want to grow old and go down with after a life of adventure and sex. It’s the kind of boat you want to be on the bottom of the ocean with till the sun bakes our planet in 6 billion years. It’s the kind of boat you want to become star dust with when this planet get blown away by the sun super novaing in a really long damn time.
Thanks again for reading and new chapter coming soon. Either my tale of carrying a blue, naked, overdosed woman to safety or surviving a Red Neck killing a turkey with a pick up truck because hunting season had just ended. Poor fat turkey. He just couldn’t get away. Now get out there disciples and get laid it’s Friday. Wear condoms.
Boat Porn. The Antaris 44i. fap, fap, fap,