No...but sometimes she does.
I had a guy burst into tears on me before...but I think it had to do with the fact that he was a 32 year old virgin and just got laid for the first time (yes, this was the furry...).
My world was turned upside down when I moved to Europe from the US. I go from a 42DD to a 42E in the UK and a 95F in the EU.
Here lately I have been crying out "STAN SCRATCH!!" when I ejaculate.....does that count??!! :tongue:
I've killed literally millions of puppies.No... I don't cry... but I did hear that God kills a puppy every time someone masturbates, so I do get a little sad.![]()
I've killed literally millions of puppies.
Not only do I cry, but I sob. Uncontrollably. It ensures it does stay a one night stand and I never have to see them again. Pregnant or not. Who the hell would want their kid to have a father who sobs uncontrollably after something like a one night stand sexual encounter?
Full proof. Try it guys! Knock up the girl on your next one night stand, sob, blubber, and babble on like a hungry baby and see if she comes back to let you know she is pregnant!
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Now get the fuck out.
yes, when she tells me how much that just cost.
usually, because I am alone
:wtf:
:weeping:
That response made me ejaculate!
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The first time I ejaculated inside of a woman I cried, at that time I thought ejaculation was the release of my spirit into the world in order to make those around me happier for a short amount of time (thank you Father O'Flannery). So in ejaculating inside her I was sharing my very being within her if you see what I mean, so that we were in fact sharing the self which is me within two independent individuals. This for some reason scared me because what I had rationalised within my own mind in the micro-moments after the event itself was that with this shared spirit she could feel who I was and know what I thought within my conscious mind and for someone to truly experience this feeling you really have no idea how frightening that is. Nothingness fills your very being like death within life.
So I cried. I found a corner in the darkened room crouched down and cried. I believe I even punched myself in the face a couple times as well for some reason. Of course her reaction to this was no help, I mean you see a naked man crying in the corner of your bedroom you don't just sit up and maintain eye contact with them like some sort of demonic automaton who can see the very core of your being that needs to feed off the rest of your soul before the night is done. No! You comfort them and you tell them it's alright, or you laugh at them because they're so pathetic. Sitting their in stunned silence helps no one.
But no matter, it was lucky she had a vacuum cleaner in her bedroom. Saved me the trouble of trying to find a straw.
I believe the gypsy curse her family put on me before running me off of their field has probably been lifted by now . . . I'm not quite sure.
Of course since that point I've realised what ejaculate is and what it does, but I must admit that a stray tear will be shed every now and again. Not because I'm overjoyed with the experience but because strangling these whores once I'm done with them is harder than it fucking looks!
Only on Tuesdays. Thursdays are usually just sobbing while curled up in the fetal position afterwards.
I only cry afterwards with Andy Ry, and it is because of his awesomeness.
Yes....No, never cried or teared up during an orgasm ..... I tear up a bit when I don't get any sex for a while.