ever so slowly I am creeping up the ladder to start the process all over again.
trying too hard to keep up. Balance with all this political and financial drama unfolding seems such a far-away goal. Am taking life way to seriously and need to start eavesdropping more on 43t.
PMS doesn’t help.
ohhhhhhh…hawk, that feels so wonderful.
right there, yes. perfect.
you always know just what to say and how to say it to make me blush and feel oh-so-yummy inside. none of us gals seem to mind sharing you since you flirt so sweetly.
So I am opening my window and sending you many kisses to make up for being late, oh heck, spank me, since I was so tardy, and my kisses are followed by squeezes, pinches, giggles, happy fulfilled sighs…and some whips and nipple clips…and wishing you more of this for the the year(s) to come.