I'm tired... got my first billing statement from Les Schwab, for the repairs to my car.. made the payment the day I had to take my car in for a flat tire. I'd apparently made it home fine with two huge nails embedded in my right back tire... It was completely flat by the time Lanky got home on Friday night! Thank God for free patch jobs for current clients. And, I'm thankful for a line of credit at a place like that. The interest rate is high, but that's standard for tire centers and many other places charge even higher rates. I won't complain one bit. The car has felt smoother and just need to afford to get the timing belt replaced, and to get a tune up done... ASAP.
My daughter's in a worse funk than usual. Her dad, my ex... he was really, really a horrible father. Please, guys, do not ever presume you're even half as bad as he was.. and if you are... do yourself and your kids a huge favor.. CHANGE NOW, before you've damaged them as badly as this man has, to our offspring.... PLEASE. He'd refused to go to her graduations from Kindergarten, elementary school, Jr high and, high school... each milestone was just that, a true milestone.. and accomplishment for her... especially since she had little if any assistance and guidance from the teachers from HS, for her assignments.. SHE was refused permission to go to the school, based on how frail her body was and still is. The potential for severe damage to her joints, or bones caused her Principal to deem her a liability for their insurance. They couldn't afford to take care of her, if someone bumped into her, she'd dislocate, or bones would fracture... she could fall at any time, due to her ligaments and tendons either being too loose our outright underdeveloped or missing. Plus, she'd catch any cold and it'd turn into a weird infection that lasted for months. They refused to take the chance on her well-being. So, she didn't date until later... guys she'd found on the web... most of them, utter rejects. I'd say most of the men I've been found by on dating sites are unimpressive, or frauds... but, there are real and genuine men out there, both in person and on the web... I've met a few, from here, and another site that are wonderfully good men. Anyway, I worry over her, so much.
Yesterday she was still in her bitter poor me stage... Lanky'd asked me to go with him while he performed his duties for work... he's going to have at least 12 days if not 14 on his next paycheck. not including missing days from the last pay period. Anyway, our 3 hours planned to be away worked into more like 5+... afterwards, coated in dirt and grit, we went over to the Harley Davidson store, to see about tickets to the concert after the big Ride for MDA on Saturday. We bought our tickets over at the venue, and went home to wash off the sweat and grime, and took home made sandwiches with us, to inhale prior to going in to the arena, for the concert. The concert was to raise funds for kids with MD in the area, to go to a week long summer camp. Anyway, the venue was good, Lucid 8 opened, followed by a shortened lineup from Royal Bliss, and ended by Queensryche. It was my first taste of their music really, since my ex would change the station on the radio when they'd play... I love the harmonizing of the two guitars, the whole band is impressive to me.
We were too wired to go home before midnight, so we drove around for a bit dropped by a couple of the bars we go to to see our bands play, and then headed home.
I hate this time of the month (period.. ICK) because I'm still horny.... while snuggling up to my freezing guy, I felt him start thrusting forward... I was behind him, spooning my breasts against his back... and, God, how I love it when a man starts thrusting in his half sleep or full sleep.. I was warming his back, arms and legs, caressing my thighs and legs over his... and running my hot hands over his skin... and feeling his rocking just sent me into lust mode... yes, there's such a thing for ME, anyway... Grinding against his ass, grabbing a glue in my hand, squeezing it, and humping him from behind, is something I discovered he loves from me... first time, he'd breathlessly said he'd never had a woman do that, before... how it'd made him hotter to think I'd hump him and pretend I was screwing him from behind... like a dominatrix, forcing him to feel my tits hardened against his back and my wetness through my panties as it spread over his thigh and ass... anyway, I know how much he's now wanting 69 and to give oral again, but I had to keep steering him back to upright and xxxxxx him to accept just fingering my clit pussy and ass, and letting me suck him dry like I love to do... *sigh* I admit it... I'm a blow job expert... Been told I do it like a porn star... I guess, technically, I am an amateur one, eh? Just.. the only guys who've seen me give one.. are the recipients of the blow jobs. Back to Lanky.... Fuck, he moaned... he's loosening up... getting louder this time with his moans and grunts than he's been for a couple of years... That sends me into a nice lusty carnal state... Let's just say... I finished him off, but he ended up with a headache and sensitive manly bits. I massaged his head and neck until we both fell asleep. Four hours later, after I have no clue how many snoozes he'd hit on his phone.. he got up and headed out to do his job... I hope he can get a nap in, today... but I have no clue... all I know is... I hope this cycle's short. I happen to love sex with him as his inhibitions lower again... I think he's beginning to comprehend that... unlike with his ex-wife... I'm not just going to play when we're just friends, or just in the first stages to get a man into my clutches. She only was playful while they were both virgins and prior to marriage. Marriage changed things in the wrong way. I cannot grasp WHY women DO that... But, too many do. Sex isn't just to entice a man into a relationship. It is NOT a tool to entrap. It's the pleasure and joy that two people who love one another, are attracted to one another and who want one another, can share... it's also spiritually binding. To me, sex is heaven on earth. ANY man who's got ME as his partner... as long as he's with me... I'm his, and I'm playful, a succubus... a pron star, up close and personal... who loves sex, needs it and loves to experiment, explore and turn up the heat with her man... I'm not fantasizing about another man, unless he wants me to imagine a threesome or swinging situation for spice. In reality... I'm a one man sort... but I also know it's a fantasy that at times I do use when taking matters into my own hands. Naughty sure.... I admit that my mind gets downright dirty in luscious ways.... Nods, nods... and I happen to know that I NEED a man who's into sex, and can handle the idea of other men wanting me.. and of thousands fantasizing and using my photos for their own pleasure... let's face it... it happens, and I've got them here, because of the appreciation that is shared over my very imperfect body... for in some eyes I'm seen as more than just the average girl. I like that.
The frustrations... well, they're there... and the good... well, I've got a lusty man to share my bed with... and I WANT him to understand he can have me even if I need sleep... because... I want him, and I want his pleasure, and his lust. I want his need and greed to be spent in and on me... I want his carnality shared, and I love his lips and tongue playing into and out of me.... And, I love his amazing reactions to what I do to him... It sends me into a place where I'm satisfied in a real way. A nice lusty sexual place...
mmmm mmmm mmmmmmmm
