The Power of the Jamaican Penis

 

My son discovered his penis and he is only 11months. The discovery of his penis came about when he tried to pull his older brother penis while he was on the potty. So,I showed him his own and the rest is history.

Now,I struggle day in and day out to keep a diaper on him as well as, my floor dry.I have suddenly began reliving my high school sprint days since I am constantly chasing him to keep them on. On a normal day,he would pull his diapers off and proceed to pull his penis from side to side,up and down , but the look of overall fascination on his face often have me cracking up.

So today, my daughter curiosity got the best of her and she asked, “ Mommy, why does BooBoo keep touching his penis. And ,of course, me being the genius when it comes to the  subject matter of penises said:” Oh, it’s because he just discovered. It . It is a phase and it too shall pass”.

 

LiE….. LIE.. What a bare face  lie!!!!!!

MY son blood is Jamaican

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THAT ALONE SAYS HIS FASCINATION WITH HIS PENIS WILL NEVER FADE.

 Jamaican men love their penises, its their pride and joy, their crowning glory.There are some men who have “it” and others who have the thick log with the captain hook and need not have “pretty”looks.. This anaconda type equipment finds it’s way into songs.Even the act of how to use such  “blessing’”such as “digging out the red”and “daggering” is  glorified in the music. The Jamaican penis might   be the only one in the world that is referred to as the “rod of correction”, able to fix all your ailments in a calorie burning,sweat pumping way.

I once  heard about a fellow who  could only wear boxers because the brief couldn’t hold his thing comfortably enough. Additionally, In 2005, the sight of one of the  thick log impregnated me, broke me and send me thousand of miles away to the land of the Rising Sun.’

The penis is the brain of a Jamaican man , that is what he uses to do most of his thinking, planning his future with every stroke. In his mind, he knows that if him give Pamela him “ting” , Pamela ago tie to him. A Jamaican man who invites himself to your house for  breakfast , lunch and dinner, is no way licky licky, and nyami nyami, he is only trying to  devise a plan to get his hook into your nook and cranny. Beware!!

A proper description of the Jamaican penis is more align with it’s function. That piece of instrument operates like a speculum( that  clamp used for Pap smear test), that bicycle at  the gym , and more aptly a good dentist cleaning since it touches the nerves and the  cavities. It has the power to make a woman sadistic, masochistic,elastic, erratic ……………..need I say more Encountering the Jamaican penis , you will probably try to run away or end up practicing some yoga move.

Jamaican men have no shame in telling anyone how they use the rod of seduction to move ahead, wining and dinning the tourist and the foreigner who are clueless bout the effects  of the magic wand.

No other penis in the world compares to the Jamaican penis ,as no other penis has been  talked about and researched as much.  In 2015, it was ranked  10 as one of the country with the “big bamboo” coming at an average size of 6.4 inches and that was just the length alone. Though not the largest penis in the  world, it is certainly in demand because of its ability to rhythmically adjust its` stroke as needed.Additionally, the Jamaican penis comes with two strong legs, lots of muscles and flexibility.There is true power in the Jamaican penis.

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So when you see a Jamaican man mek sure you tell him  “walk good with you good hood/wood”

 

My pussy is not a charity

 

Jamaicans  are quite unique. There is nothing that a Jamaican cannot  Jamaicanize, You name it; dancing, singing, running and or course, begging, we will put a Jamaican twist to it and run with it.When it comes to freeness, be it near or far,  wi a di fuss one inna di line. We like money , we like to spend other peoples’ money. So we always  have someone a foreign  to beg  a change  , a barrel, a blackberry, if it exists and in style we want it and we a go beg it (with the exception of a few Independent Jamaican like myself)So, it is no surprise  that Jamaican men believe that charity extends to every  aspect of life,especially when it comes on to the pussy.Simply, dem have rights to every woman pussy because it is free for all, so any and every somebody can come join di line fi di freeness.

I recently had several, (not one , not two but SEVERAL ) run ins with some of these men  that I begin to wonder if there was some kind of mark on my forehead that said ‘ Welcome, if you are in  need , I am the one indeed”.On one occasion , the minute I got home a sat in front of the mirror and thoroughly examine whether the look of desperation was plastered all over my face,  if I looked  horny or if I had simply just grown uglier  because I just couldn’t figure out why these men believe that familiarity automatically translates into them being in my league and having the right to invite themselves for  a helping of MY PUSSY.It is not the mere invitation that gets me angry but constant, blatant, non hesitant demand being thrust upon me without them even taking  any time to consider that maybe the ring on my finger and the protruding stomach  are signs that translates to “OFF LIMITS” and not “SAFE TO PROCEED”.

How dare they think that because I take public transportation, walk the public streets amongst the masses that I automatically hand them a license to harass me, preposterous!!.I have no problem with them saying Hi, How are you and bye but not Hi, How are you, Can I come over for a ride?

Why is that they think that the dick is a gift from God and that I need it? Why on earth do they insist that I want to  have sex with them , inviting themselves for breakfast, lunch and dinner? Isn’t the serious, don’t fuck with me disgruntled  bitchy look that I wear on my face any indication that I want nothing to do with them?Of Course not! Why should it ?.

Yet they don’t even ask me for my number and don’t even know my first name and they don’t even tell their names because clearly I must know it already  because they  think they are that important to me.  But why should they  even get to know me when obviously they  heard through the grapevine that I was running a charity where there is no need to exchange names or qualifications since there is no form of classification or elimination. Or is it  simply that It was never about me  but their satisfaction, their innate right to the freeness between my legs , so I should just spread and lay  still on the bed.

 But I have news for them, I don’t run a ramping shop, a charity shop or a sex shop between my legs. I am not a teenager with hormones I can’t control so I won’t just smile and enjoy the ride for the free taxi ride or a lunch money.

My pussy is NOT a charity so your cock  will not be getting anywhere  near it , in it  now  an d for ever more , as long as I live so help me God