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The Montclaire case goes to trial.
Now, that would've been hot. That would've been so Cher, I imagined. Suddenly, I wondered if Cher had ever done that. Knowing how wild she was, I wondered what her wildest sex was and with whom.
I felt a connection as soon as I touched her hand and looked in her eyes.
"I've heard so much about you," she smiled while giving me that sexy Cher look.
Although she wasn't as good looking as Cameron Diaz or Geena Davis, there was something so familiar and sensually erotic about her that made me hurt deep down and made my cock throb. She made me feel, as if I hadn't seen her in a very long time and had been missing her. She was loaded with makeup. I shuddered to think what she looked like without her face, yet it didn't matter. There was something about her and that I didn't know what it was that made me feel this way.
Much like Susan Sarandon, I found it difficult to believe that Cher was over 60-years-old. Maybe it was the hair and the clothes, but she didn't look it. Where do these women get their libido from? I had better take good care of myself and stay in shape because I will need all of my good health to continue to keep up with women like her later in life and as I get older. I laughed to myself thinking that so long as I can still drive at night, I'll be a big hit with the women in the nursing home.
It's funny the perception that you have of celebrities is from what you read in the papers, on the Internet or how you see them through their public Paparazzi photos is unlike what they really are when you finally meet them in person. After having lived with Gene Simmons of Kiss, I figured that Cher would be wilder than Cameron Diaz and Madonna and definitely more so than Sandra Bullock and Geena Davis. Susan Sarandon was just plain weird; especially bringing her husband Tim Robbins along. That was bizarre. Surprisingly, all of the other celebrities, Sandra Bullock, Cameron Diaz, Madonna, Gina Davis, and even Susan Sarandon were more sexual than Cher.
We sat in the living room and talked like old friends. She wanted to have a conversation. She wanted to get to know me. She asked me questions about my personal life and about the things that made me who I am that none of the others took the time to do. They all viewed me as a cock. She viewed me as a person and seemed genuinely interested in the things that I had to say. I found talking with Cher so very exciting and interesting.
She seemed very easy to know and I immediately felt comfortable in her presence. She felt like an old friend who I haven't seen in years. It was then that I realized that I could fall in love with her. Impulsively, I backed off.
She had just met me and she blew my mind that she sensed the immediate change in me.
I stood and walked to the expanse of glass behind me with the million dollar view that overlooked Boston and stared out with my hands dug deep in my pockets before turning to look at her and answer her question. My mind was racing. I was afraid of what I was about to say.
"You scare me?"
"I do?" She laughed her Cher laugh. She has the same laugh that she had when she was doing the Sonny and Cher show. She gave me the same questioning look that she used to give Sonny. "You're afraid of me?" She laughed again.
"No, I'm not afraid. I'm afraid of what this could be." I walked over to the couch across from her and looked at her. I felt embarrassed that I was pouring my emotions out to her like this, someone who I had just met, but someone who I felt that I known all my life. And it was more than the fact that she was a celebrity. It was fate. It was kismet. It was destiny.
"I don't understand," she said.
"You are different than the others. The others were just sex." I'd already opened the door to this insane conversation and needed to finish it, even if she asked me to leave. "I could fall in love with you." I looked deep in her eyes, "and I don't want to get hurt by someone who is just here to fuck me."