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Thursday Nights

I can’t wait to have his hands all over my body. His sensational skin gliding over mine. Global wetness with more bounce at every ounce. I can’t wait to be spoiled rotten; be treated to a ticket to the present. Embodiment is what his presence brings me. His fingers fondling my behind because there are knots there. I can’t wait to have his hands everywhere.

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Modern Romance, Pt 1

Getting back into the dating scene was a bit intimidating, but since my hunger for dick and pussy was stronger than my fear of rejection I jumped on OK Cupid. The app was nothing like it was a couple years ago – swipe culture infected it. I went ahead and purchased the premium subscription so I could see who liked me and who messaged me. Even as an ‘A-Lister’ my prospects were limited. Continue reading “Modern Romance, Pt 1”