Despardo

I think (???) I've noticed that when a reviewer fills out a review for Daddy's, the choices for dick size are 6, 7, 8, etc.....but when the review comes out, the field is filled with something like 5-6, 7-8, 9-10 and nothing in between.....can be a bit misleading for all concerned!

Despardo, I don't have face pix to share, but I can assure you that reality surpasses the myth/legend. Only warning is to not look him directly in the eyes for extended periods of time bc you might turn to mush. God, those eyes! He is in my in top 3 and I'm VERY picky. And, yes, he sings beautifully! Makes a mean organic snack bar too. Woof!

Trolls have been a "Feature" of the Internet long before most of you have been around. If you would like a historical prospective, check out the anti-troll FAQ:
 
http://www.hyphenologist.co.uk/killfile/anti_troll_faq.htm
 
Here are some helpful tips for dealing with Trolls:

Don't Feed the Trolls....They only eat humans, especially young humans. Offering them food will usually result in loss of fingers, hands, arms, and sometimes heads.
 
 
Don't Wake the Trolls...They are vane about their names. Mention their name and they will wake up. Trolls are grumpy when awaken, and usually hungry...See the first rule.
 
 
Don't Play with the Trolls...Remember how Cats play with mice? That's how Trolls play with humans, and remember what happens to the mouse once play time is over!
 
 
Don't Teach a Troll...They are very set in their ways, They get very angry very fast. When they get angry they play. See previous rule.
 
 
Don't Argue with a Troll...They are very set in their ways, They get very angry very fast. When they get angry they play. See previous rule.
 

 
If a Troll shows up, the safest course of action is to ignore the Troll. Slip away slowly and very quietly, What ever you do don't attract their attention.

I was lucky enough to meet Gianni a few years ago. He is a beautiful racial mixture, one of the most exciting combinations of gorgeous ethnicities I've ever met. An absolutely beautiful, wonderfully interactive guy! I'd love to see him again but alas, he hasn't been back to my area for quite a while.
 
You won't be disappointed if you have the chance to meet him and experience his hot, sexy personality!
 
Thanks, Despardo, for reminding me about Gianni Legno, thus recalling an amazing, sizzling and exciting time I had with one of the best!:)
 
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A timer? You have got to be kidding. He couldn't figure out a way to keep track of the time without letting the client know what her was doing? I hope it was on his cellphone, and he didn't produce a big old kitchen time and plop it down on the night stand--you know, the kind that ticks loudly. I just got that image in my head somehow.

A timer? You have got to be kidding. He couldn't figure out a way to keep track of the time without letting the client know what her was doing? I hope it was on his cellphone, and he didn't produce a big old kitchen time and plop it down on the night stand--you know, the kind that ticks loudly. I just got that image in my head somehow.

Sean Long is visiting LA - he has what you're looking for - very large, deep kissing and very interactive and perhaps open to 3-way - and I'd definitely recommend him. I've seen him a few times and he's also a really sexual man and very-much into creating a hot session.
 
His website with more pics.

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Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Old joke:
 
A wealthy 75 year old man was attending a reunion. On his arm was an extremely attractive woman several decades his junior. An old friend asked him about his girlfriend. "She isn't my girlfriend, she's my wife," he replied. "How did you get her to marry you?," asked the friend. "I lied about my age," he said. "Tell her you were 65?," asked the friend. "Hell no," he said, "I told her I was 85."

Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of
women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice,
remained thirty-five for years. Lady Dumbleton is an instance in
point. To my own knowledge she has been thirty-five ever since she
arrived at the age of forty, which was many years ago now.
 
--Lady Bracknell, "The Importance of Being Earnest"

Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of
women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice,
remained thirty-five for years. Lady Dumbleton is an instance in
point. To my own knowledge she has been thirty-five ever since she
arrived at the age of forty, which was many years ago now.
 
--Lady Bracknell, "The Importance of Being Earnest"

Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of
women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice,
remained thirty-five for years. Lady Dumbleton is an instance in
point. To my own knowledge she has been thirty-five ever since she
arrived at the age of forty, which was many years ago now.
 
--Lady Bracknell, "The Importance of Being Earnest"