Did your big V make out like my big V:
vibration coming from watching sex on TV,
alone while with somebody,
no kiss or any happy to the V.
Yet another holiday kidless and estranged.
While young, I always wondered what 20 years of marriage would be like, knowing that would never be me…
Now, I guess I know.
My big V forever will be neglected and longing for someone, something STIMULATING to take a moment and dote love upon me.
Unless…maybe You come satisfy my big V where X marks Your entry, hard-cocked and loaded to pump in and up the V between my legs, titlating my nips while wet kissing our hips rapid pecks perking us into a dick splashing bliss…
I sure hope You got something sweet for Your big V! I’d hate for You to not get a “Happy Valentine’s day” or a peck of a kiss.
It’d be a shame, for Yours is the kiss I miss.
Hopelessly Inappropriate Thoughts 