A couple things to know right off the top…

First, I am married, and my wife is aware of what I’m doing. She has access to my account and the right to read my chats if she chooses.

Second, I prefer the company of intellectual equals who enjoy chats with depth to them… Some touch of the human and real.

But I am here to be me, and I will write whatever comes to mind—with the intent of putting it in your mind and turning it into an orgasm.

I like dominance. You could say I’m obsessed with it. I write about hypnosis and mind-control. I want you to cum from my fantasies about mind-fucked sexual servants who get wet folding my laundry.

I want to bury you in cum and watch you play in it. I want you to drink it from wine glasses. I want you to stare at bukkake porn and buzz your clit until you love it… Until there is nothing left of you but the ability, and the need, to say yes, yes, and more yes.

I’m here to give you the truth about me, as it is, no holds barred and no apologies. I am a middle-aged, over-porned horndog who spends too much time gazing at pictures of young women. I find underwear inherently erotic and I don’t apologize for that anymore than anything else about me. Exposed bra straps get me hot—a quarter-inch reveal of the elastic at the top of your panties… Makes my day.

But I am also a liberal with deep concerns about the state and future of humanity… A compassionate, empathetic soul who cares about being a good husband and father and leaving something positive behind in this world. In sum, there’s a crazy part of me that wants to own and fuck everything, but a human side, too, and you’re welcome to get to know a little about both.

Or you can just read the nasty shit I have to write and rub your pussy until the night is over. I can handle that, too.