Somebody Sat On Me Again.

As I near 200,000 followers here at fishingboatproceeds, I just wanted to say Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.

SABRINA (1954) dir. Billy Wilder

DOG DAY AFTERNOON (1975) | dir. Sidney Lumet “So, Sal is with you, huh? Oh, boy, you’d better off giving up.”

The Private Life of a Cat (Alexander Hammid & Maya Deren, 1944)

Lionel and John Barrymore at the premiere of “Don Juan”, Los Angeles, 20 August 1926.

there's just something about these acts of love through art, man... they're really getting me tonight.

i can't explain specifically what about this drawing is making me so emotional, im just having a moment thinking about the fact that this man was another living breathing human like me and 250-ish years ago in france, he sat drawing his tiny baby while she slept, and he is communicating that to me across centuries and an ocean with this image he made, and I can feel the love in my heart that he felt right then.

   WILLIAM POWELL in 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐘        1936  ›  dir. Gregory La Cava

Olivia de Havilland in The Heiress (1949) dir. William Wyler

Window Opening on Nice - Raoul Dufy