Showing posts with label Memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Memories. Show all posts

2.14.2012

You're Our Valentines.

In yesterday's post, Violet made it quite clear how we feel about Valentine's Day. It's a day made for fucking, not crap chocolates and overpriced (and overhyped) roses. 

Our Valentine's evening will probably just look like this.
So in that spirit, we wanted to turn to you, this collective group of Valentines, our dear readers, and find out a little more about what makes you tick sexually. You hear plenty about what V and I think about all things sexual, so it's time to get a little back. This isn't posturing, we actually really want to know. So chime in on the comments and tell us about these three things:

1. What's your favorite sexual position?
2. What's the strangest thing you've masturbated with?
3. What's your fondest sexual memory?

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day, whether it's just another day, a special holiday that you're all googly eyed about or a "fuck you for even mentioning it" kind of day.

Now fire away, perverts, we're dying to know!